When you start with a portrait and search for a pure form, a clear volume, through successive eliminations, you arrive inevitably at the egg. Likewise, starting with the egg and following the same process in reverse, one finishes with the portrait.
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
Art is not the application of a canon of beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon. When we love a woman we don't start measuring her limbs.
Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.