“In order to try to see what Goya saw, I have visited the places he knew well: the village of his childhood, the farmhouse where he stayed with the {{w|Mar%C3%ADa Josefa Pimentel, Duchess of Osuna|Duchess of Alba}}, the cities of {{w|Zaragoza}}, Madrid, {{w|Cadiz}} and, finally, {{w|Bordeaux}}. In my mind's eye I can look across the landscapes that he once travelled through. I can walk the same streets, I can gaze out of the window of the house in which he was born and the house in which he died. Maybe that is another way of meeting a a man who died.”