In Earlier Times Artists Liked To Show

Art Makes Something A Lot More Visible Or Audible.

An Active Line On A Walk, Moving Freely, Without Goal. A Walk For A Walk's Sake.

Genius Is The Error In The System.

In Earlier Days, Even As A Child, The Beauty Of Landscapes Was Quite Clear To Me. A Background For The Soul's Moods. Now Dangerous Moments Occur When Nature Tries To Devour Me; At Such Times I Am Annihilated, But At Peace. This Would Be Fine For Old People But I... I Am My Life's Debtor, For I Have Given Promises.

Nothing Can Be Rushed. It Must Grow, It Should Grow Of Itself, And If The Time Ever Comes For That Work, Then So Much The Better!