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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.

Alberto Giacometti

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
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
What I am looking for is not happiness. I work solely because it is impossible for me to do anything else.
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Happiness Impossible Myself Work
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
When I make my drawings… the path traced by my pencil on the sheet of paper is, to some extent, analogous to the gesture of a man groping his way in the darkness.
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Appearance Darkness Drawing Man Myself Path
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
At first, one sees the person who is modelling; but little by little, all of the possible sculptures that could be made come between artist and model.
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Artist Modeling Myself Person Possible Sculpture
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
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
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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Experience Failure Feeling Give Up Lost Moments Open Progress Success Yourself
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
Whores are the most honest girls. They present the bill right away.
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Honesty Prostitution Sex Woman
I don’t know who I am or who I was. I know it less than ever. I do and I don’t identify myself with myself. Everything is totally contradictory, but maybe I have remained exactly as I was as a small boy of twelve.
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Age Contradict Identify Myself Remain
Failure is my best friend. If I succeeded, it would be like dying. Maybe worse.
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Failure Friendship Myself Success Worst
It is impossible to do a thing the way I see it because the closer I get the more differently I see.
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Close Different Impossible Myself See
I’ve been fifty thousand times to the Louvre. I have copied everything in drawing, trying to understand.
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Drawing Myself Time Understand

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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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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