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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

Failure is my best friend. If I succeeded, it would be like dying. Maybe worse.
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Failure Friendship Myself Success Worst
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 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 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
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
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
In the past I have never thought about loneliness when working, and I don’t think about it now. Yet there must be a reason for the fact that so many people talk about it.
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Fact Myself Past People Talk Thinking
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
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 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
I paint and sculpt to get a grip on reality… to protect myself.
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Myself Paint Protection Reality Sculpture
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 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
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

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