An Object Never Serves The Same Function

My Investigations Resembled The Pursuit Of The Solution To A Problem For Which I Had Three Data: The Object, The Thing Connected With It In The Shadow Of My Consciousness, And The Light Wherein That Thing Would Become Apparent.

My Painting Is Visible Images That Conceal Nothing... They Evoke Mystery. Mystery Means Nothing. It Is Unknowable.

If The Dream Is A Translation Of Waking Life, Waking Life Is Also A Translation Of The Dream.

The Present Reeks Of Mediocrity And The Atom Bomb.

I Think We Are Responsible For The Universe, But That Doesn't Mean We Decide Anything.