Poetry Is To A Painting

Whatever Is Valuable In Painting Is Precisely What One Is Incapable Of Talking About.

One Has To Arrive At A Specific Temperature, At Which The Objects Become Malleable.

Thanks To The Oval I Have Discovered The Meaning Of The Horizontal And The Vertical.

I Wanted To Create A Kind Of Substance By Means Of Brush-work. But That Is The Kind Of Discovery Which One Makes Gradually... Thus It Was That I Subsequently Began To Introduce Sand, Sawdust And Metal Filings Into My Pictures.

If I Have Called Cubism A New Order, It Is Without Any Revolutionary Ideas Or Any Reactionary Ideas... One Cannot Escape From One's Own Epoch, However Revolutionary One May Be.