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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.

Alberto Giacometti

The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.
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Art Intensity Object Reality Reproduction
The form is always the measure of the obsession.
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Form Measurement Obsession
The older I grow, the more I find myself alone.
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Alone Finding Growth Myself Old
Artistically I am still a child with a whole life ahead of me to discover and create. I want something, but I won’t know what it is until I succeed in doing it.
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Artistic Children Creation Discover Myself Success
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
In a burning building I would save a cat before a Rembrandt.
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Animal Building Burning Choice Myself Save
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
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
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
It was always disappointing to see that what I could really master in terms of form boiled down to so little.
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Disappoint Master Myself See
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
Only reality interests me now and I know I could spend the rest of my life in copying a chair.
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Chair Copy Interest Myself Reality
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 more I work, the more I see things differently, that is, everything gains in grandeur every day, becomes more and more unknown, more and more beautiful. The closer I come, the grander it is, the more remote it is.
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Beautiful Day Different Myself Work
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
When you look at art made by other people, you see what you need to see in it.
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Art Need People See Yourself

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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