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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.

Alberto Giacometti

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
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 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
I paint and sculpt to get a grip on reality… to protect myself.
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Myself Paint Protection Reality Sculpture
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
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
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 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
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
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
If only someone else could paint what I see, it would be marvellous, because then I wouldnt have to paint at all.
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Marvelous Myself Paint See
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
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
If we master a bit of drawing, everything else is possible.
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Drawing Master Possible Potential
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
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

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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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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