Space, And Space Again, Is The Infinite

The Metaphysics Of Substance. The Strange Feeling Which Comes Over Us When We Sense: This Is Skin - This Is Bone - All In A Single Vision That Is Completely Unearthly. The Dreaminess Of Our Existence Mixed At The Same Time With The Indescribably Sweet Illusion Of Reality.

One Of My Problems Is To Find The Ego, Which Has Only One Form And Is Immortal - To Find It In Animals And Men, In The Heaven And In The Hell Which Together Form The World In Which We Live.

I Passed Blindly Many Things Which Belong To Real And Political Life.

What I Want To Show In My Work Is The Idea Which Hides Itself Behind So-called Reality. I Am Seeking For The Bridge Which Leans From The Visible To The Invisible Through Reality. It May Sound Paradoxical, But It Is In Fact Reality Which Forms The Mystery Of Our Existence.

Height, Width, And Depth Are The Three Phenomena Which I Must Transfer Into One Plane To Form The Abstract Surface Of The Picture, And Thus To Protect Myself From The Infinity Of Space.