One Eye Sees, The Other Feels.

See With One Eye, Feel With The Other.

The More Horrible This World (as Today, For Instance), The More Abstract Our Art, Whereas A Happy World Brings Forth An Art Of The Here And Now.

One Does Not Lash Hat Lies At A Distance. The Foibles That We Ridicule Must At Least Be A Little Bit Our Own. Only Then Will The Work Be A Part Of Our Own Flesh. The Garden Must Be Weeded.

It Is Possible That A Picture Will Move Far Away From Nature And Yet Find Its Way Back To Reality. The Faculty Of Memory, Experience At A Distance Produces Pictorial Associations.

For The Understanding Of A Picture A Chair Is Needed. Why A Chair? To Prevent The Legs, As They Tire, From Interfering With The Mind