The Older I Grow, The More I

Once The Object Has Been Constructed, I Have A Tendency To Rediscover In It, Transformed And Displaced, Images, Impressions, Facts Which Have Deeply Moved Me (often Without My Knowing It).

It Was Always Disappointing To See That What I Could Really Master In Terms Of Form Boiled Down To So Little.

If We Master A Bit Of Drawing, Everything Else Is Possible.

That's The Terrible Thing: The More One Works On A Picture, The More Impossible It Becomes To Finish It.

If I See Everything In Gray, And In Gray All The Colors Which I Experience And Which I Would Like To Reproduce, Then Why Should I Use Any Other Color?