All My Works Are Games, Serious Game.

Although I Am Even Now Still A Layman In The Area Of Mathematics, And Although I Lack Theoretical Knowledge, The Mathematicians, And In Particular The Crystallographers, Have Had Considerable Influence On My Work Of The Last Twenty Years. The Laws Of The Phenomena Around Us--order, Regularity, Cyclical Repetition, And Renewals--have Assumed Greater And Greater Importance For Me. The Awareness Of Their Presence Gives Me Peace And Provides Me With Support. I Try In My Prints To Testify That We Live In A Beautiful And Orderly World, And Not In A Formless Chaos, As It Sometimes Seems.

There Is Something In Such Laws That Takes The Breath Away. They Are Not Discoveries Or Inventions Of The Human Mind, But Exist Independently Of Us. In A Moment Of Clarity, One Can At Most Discover That They Are There And Take Them Into Account. Long Before There Were People On The Earth, Crystals Were Already Growing In The Earth's Crust. On One Day Or Another, A Human Being First Came Across Such A Sparkling Morsel Of Regularity Lying On The Ground Or Hit One With His Stone Tool And It Broke Off And Fell At His Feet, And He Picked It Up And Regarded It In His Open Hand, And He Was Amazed.

It Has Always Irked Me As Improper That There Are Still So Many People For Whom The Sky Is No More Than A Mass Of Random Points Of Light. I Do Not See Why We Should Recognize A House, A Tree, Or A Flower Here Below And Not, For Example, The Red Arcturus Up There In The Heavens As It Hangs From Its Constellation Bootes, Like A Basket Hanging From A Balloon.

Wonder Is The Salt Of The Earth.

We Adore Chaos Because We Love To Produce Order.