Color And I Are One. I Am

The Art Of Mastering Life Is The Prerequisite For All Further Forms Of Expression, Whether They Are Paintings, Sculptures, Tragedies, Or Musical Compositions.

I Still Come Closest To Success With Drawing. When I Use Color The Results Are Dubious, For These Painfully Gained Experiences Bear Less Fruit.

Genius Is The Error In The System.

Everything Vanishes Round Me And Good Works Rise From Me Of Their Own Accord.

I Cannot Be Grasped In The Here And Now, For My Dwelling Place Is Much Among The Dead, As The Yet Unborn, Slightly Closer To The Heart Of Creation Than Usual, But Still Not Close Enough.