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Taste for things of the past evolves, doesn’t it? What was a masterpiece a hundred years ago is no longer so today.

Alberto Giacometti

When one lives with problems of importance, the prostitute is ideal. You pay, and whether or not you fail is of no importance. She doesn’t care.
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Care Failure Importance Live Problem Prostitution Yourself
When I see a head from a great distance, it ceases to be a sphere and becomes an extreme confusion falling down into the abyss.
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Confusion Distance Greatness Head Myself
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
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
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
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
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
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
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
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
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’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
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
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
That’s the terrible thing: the more one works on a picture, the more impossible it becomes to finish it.
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Impossible Oneself Picture Terrible Work
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

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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