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The more you fail, the more you succeed. It is only when everything is lost and – instead of giving up – you go on, that you experience the momentary prospect of some slight progress. Suddenly you have the feeling – be it an illusion or not – that something new has opened up.

Alberto Giacometti

Once the object has been constructed, I have a tendency to rediscover in it, transformed and displaced, images, impressions, facts which have deeply moved me (often without my knowing it).
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Discover Image Known Myself Object Transformation
I’ve tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
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Color Course Elimination Intention Myself Paint Work
If I see everything in gray, and in gray all the colors which I experience and which I would like to reproduce, then why should I use any other color?
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Color Myself Reproduction See
All the art of the past rises up before me, the art of all ages and all civilizations, everything becomes simultaneous, as if space had replaced time. Memories of works of art blend with affective memories, with my work, with my whole life.
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Art Civilization Life Memories Myself Past Replacement Rise Space Work
Whores are the most honest girls. They present the bill right away.
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Honesty Prostitution Sex Woman
The one thing that fills me with enthusiasm is to try, despite everything, to get nearer to those visions that seem so hard to express.
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Enthusiasm Expression Hard Oneself Vision
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
I don’t know if I work in order to do something, or in order to know why I can’t do what I want to do.
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Myself Reason Work
In every work of art the subject is primordial, whether the artist knows it or not. The measure of the formal qualities is only a sign of the measure of the artist’s obsession with his subject; the form is always in proportion to the obsession.
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Art Himself Measurement Obsession Subject Work
The head is what matters. The rest of the body plays the part of antennae making life possible for people and life itself is inside the skull.
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Body Head Life Play Possible Skull
Failure is my best friend. If I succeeded, it would be like dying. Maybe worse.
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Failure Friendship Myself Success Worst
All I can do will only ever be a faint image of what I see and my success will always be less than my failure or perhaps equal to the failure.
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Equality Failure Image Myself Success Willing
I see something, find it marvelous, want to try and do it. Whether it fails or whether it comes off in the end becomes secondary. So long as I’ve learned something about why.
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End Failure Learning Myself See Try
The human face is as strange to me as a countenance, which, the more one looks at it, the more it closes itself off and escapes by the steps of unknown stairways.
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Escape Face Human Oneself Strange Unknown
Taste for things of the past evolves, doesn’t it? What was a masterpiece a hundred years ago is no longer so today.
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Evolution Ourselves Past Pieces Taste
All the sculptures of today, like those of the past, will end one day in pieces… So it is important to fashion ones work carefully in its smallest recess and charge every particle of matter with life.
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Care Fashion Life Oneself Past Pieces Work

The more you fail, the more you succeed. It is only when everything is lost and – instead of giving up – you go on, that you experience the momentary prospect of some slight progress. Suddenly you have the feeling – be it an illusion or not – that something new has opened up.

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