Art Has Got Nothing To Do With

My Paintings Are Not Meant To Be Tasted.

Who Made Art History? Not The Most Reasonable People. The Mad Men Did. If Painting Is The Mirror Of A Time, It Must Be Mad To Have A True Image Of What That Time Is. To One Madness We Oppose Another Madness.

Painting Is Neither Decorative Amusement, Nor The Plastic Invention Of Felt Reality; It Must Be Every Time: Invention, Discovery, Revelation.

A Series Of Powers Are At Work Within The Great Stream Of Expressionism Who Have No Outward Similarity To One Another But A Common Direction Of Thrust, Namely The Intention To Give Expression To Things Of The Psyche [seelisches] Through Form Alone.

The Role Of The Painter . . . Is To Project That Which Sees Itself In Him.