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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.

Alberto Giacometti

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
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
I’ve tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
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Color Course Elimination Intention Myself Paint Work
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
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
The older I grow, the more I find myself alone.
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Alone Finding Growth Myself Old
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
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
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 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
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
If we master a bit of drawing, everything else is possible.
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Drawing Master Possible Potential
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
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 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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