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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

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
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 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 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
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
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
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
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
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 paint and sculpt to get a grip on reality… to protect myself.
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Myself Paint Protection Reality Sculpture
The older I grow, the more I find myself alone.
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Alone Finding Growth Myself Old
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
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
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
It is impossible to do a thing the way I see it because the closer I get the more differently I see.
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Close Different Impossible Myself See
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
If we master a bit of drawing, everything else is possible.
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Drawing Master Possible Potential
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 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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
In a fire, between a Rembrandt and a cat, I would save the cat.
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Animal Cat Choice Dangerous Myself Save

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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