Every work of art belongs to his time. I would not paint again the Mona Lisa in the third dimension.

Every person, every artist makes his life an artwork.

A true artist is always out of his time.

You live in the image you have of the world. Every one of us lives in a different world, with different space and different time.

My father was a monster. A monster! I cut with my family when I was 23 and I never see them again.

My ego every day is more and more polite. I tame it.