There Is No Must In Art Because

The Deeper The Blue Becomes, The More Strongly It Calls Man Towards The Infinite, Awakening In Him A Desire For The Pure And, Finally, For The Supernatural The Brighter It Becomes, The More It Loses Its Sound, Until It Turns Into Silent Stillness And Becomes White.

The World Is Full Of Resonances. It Constitutes A Cosmos Of Things Exerting A Spiritual Action. The Dead Matter Is A Living Spirit.

A World Of Colors On The Palette Remaining... Wandering... On Canvases Still Emerging.

The Sensations Of Colors On The Palette Can Be Spiritual Experiences.

Absolute Green Is The Most Restful Color, Lacking Any Undertone Of Joy, Grief, Or Passion. On Exhausted Men This Restfulness Has A Beneficial Effect, But After A Time It Becomes Tedious.