The Greatest Mystery Of All Is Reality.

If You Wish To Get Hold Of The Invisible You Must Penetrate As Deeply As Possible Into The Visible.

Space, And Space Again, Is The Infinite Deity Which Surrounds Us And In Which We Are Ourselves Contained.

My Heart Beats More For A Raw, Average Vulgar Art, Which Doesn't Live Between Sleepy Fairy-tale Moods And Poetry But Rather Concedes A Direct Entrance To The Fearful, Commonplace, Splendid And The Average Grotesque Banality In Life.

What I Want To Show In My Work Is The Idea Which Hides Itself Behind So-called Reality.

Love In An Animal Sense Is An Illness, But A Necessity Which One Has To Overcome.