I paint with shapes.

I paint with shapes.

The artist belongs to his work, not the work to the artist.

The artist belongs to his work, not the work to the artist.

You know... that a blank wall is an apalling thing to look at. The wall of a museum - a read more

You know... that a blank wall is an apalling thing to look at. The wall of a museum - a canvas - a piece of film - or a guy sitting in front of a typewriter. Then, you start out to do something - that vague thing called creation. The beginning strikes awe within you.

Immature artists imitate. Mature artists steal.

Immature artists imitate. Mature artists steal.

To send light into the darkness of men's hearts - such is the duty of the artist.

To send light into the darkness of men's hearts - such is the duty of the artist.

Colors that blend with the brick and the dark waters of the city's canals - greens, browns and the strong read more

Colors that blend with the brick and the dark waters of the city's canals - greens, browns and the strong shade of oxblood that is known as Bruges red.

I don't want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.

I don't want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.

As for types like my own, obscurely motivated by the conviction that our existence was worthless if we didn't make read more

As for types like my own, obscurely motivated by the conviction that our existence was worthless if we didn't make a turning point of it, we were assigned to the humanities, to poetry, philosophy, painting -- the nursery games of humankind, which had to be left behind when the age of science began. The humanities would be called upon to choose a wallpaper for the crypt, as the end drew near.

Everyone will be famous for 15 minutes.

Everyone will be famous for 15 minutes.