One day as I was painting, black invaded the whole canvas, without shape or contrast or transparency.
In that extreme I saw a kind of negotiation of black.
The differences in texture reflected more or less faintly the light, and a light emanated from the darkness, a pictorial light the emotional power of which stimulated my desire to paint.
My instrument was no longer the dark, but that secret lights that came from the dark.
Pierre Soulages