Nothing makes me so happy as to observe nature and to paint what I see.

I write what I see; I paint what I am.

When I give somebody something and see their face, it just makes me so happy.

When I see pot-bellied cyclists wearing the 'maillot jaune,' it appals me.

I wouldn't call it a faux pas, but I have about 12 tracksuits. I always travel in a tracksuit. I feel it makes people happy when they see me.

I see plainly how external images influence the image that I call my body: they transmit movement to it.