In 1946, when I was still an adolescent,
I went and signed my name on the other side of the sky during a fantastic 'realistico-imaginary' voyage.One day, I lay on the sand by the sea and felt hatred for the birds flying back and forth across the blue, endless sky, thereby trying to create stains on my most important and great work.
I was born in Nice in a family of painters. My parents taught me a lot, although I didn’t have a formal art education. I studied sailing, Oriental languages, judo, and it was only at the age of 26 that I decided to take up art.
In 1946, when I was still an
of changing the art world for the better with color
in the top 10 artists by auction turnover in money
was the price of my last work “Monogold”
adolescent, I went and signed my name on the other side of the sky during a fantastic 'realistico-imaginary' voyage. One day, I lay on the sand by the sea and felt hatred for the birds flying back and forth across the blue, endless sky, thereby trying to create stains on my most important and great work.
My paintings do not reflect reality, but rather reality is reflected in them. I am genuinely obsessed with color, and believe that form is essentially color.