There Is A Kind Of Success That

It Seems To Me That Today If The Artist Wishes To Be Serious... He Must Once More Sink Himself In Solitude.

What Use Is My Mind? Granted That It Enables Me To Hail A Bus And To Pay My Fare. But Once I Am Inside My Studio, What Use Is My Mind? I Have My Model, My Pencil, My Paints. My Mind Doesn't Interest Me.

A Picture Is First Of All A Product Of The Artist's Imagination, It Must Never Be A Copy.

Your Pictures Would Have Been Finished A Long Time Ago If I Were Not Forced Every Day To Do Something To Earn Money.

An Artist Must Approach His Work In The Spirit Of The Criminal About To Commit A Crime.