To Emphasize Only The Beautiful Seems To

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

All Art Is A Memory Of Age-old Things, Dark Things, Whose Fragments Live On In The Artist.

Nature Is Garrulous To The Point Of Confusion, Let The Artist Be Truly Taciturn.

In Earlier Times Artists Liked To Show What Was Actually Visible... Nowadays We Are Concerned With Reality, Rather Than The Merely Visible.

My Hand Is Entirely The Implement Of A Distant Sphere. It Is Not My Head That Functions But Something Else, Something Higher, Something Somewhere Remote. I Must Have Great Friends There, Dark As Well As Bright. They Are All Very Kind To Me.