The Pictorial Work Was Born Of Movement,

The Beholder's Eye, Which Moves Like An Animal Grazing, Follows Paths Prepared For It In The Picture.

Drawing Is The Art Of Taking A Line For A Walk.

My Hand Has Become The Obedient Instrument Of A Remote Will.

We Construct And Keep On Constructing, Yet Intuition Is Still A Good Thing.

The Beautiful, Which Is Perhaps Inseparable From Art, Is Not After All Tied To The Subject, But To The Pictorial Representation. In This Way And In No Other Does Art Overcome The Ugly Without Avoiding It.