Drawing Is Deception.

Originality Is Merely An Illusion.

There Is Something In Such Laws That Takes The Breath Away. They Are Not Discoveries Or Inventions Of The Human Mind, But Exist Independently Of Us. In A Moment Of Clarity, One Can At Most Discover That They Are There And Take Them Into Account. Long Before There Were People On The Earth, Crystals Were Already Growing In The Earth's Crust. On One Day Or Another, A Human Being First Came Across Such A Sparkling Morsel Of Regularity Lying On The Ground Or Hit One With His Stone Tool And It Broke Off And Fell At His Feet, And He Picked It Up And Regarded It In His Open Hand, And He Was Amazed.

So Let Us Then Try To Climb The Mountain, Not By Stepping On What Is Below Us, But To Pull Us Up At What Is Above Us, For My Part At The Stars; Amen.

Order Is Repetition Of Units. Chaos Is Multiplicity Without Rhythm.

Science And Art Sometimes Can Touch One Another, Like Two Pieces Of The Jigsaw Puzzle Which Is Our Human Life, And That Contact May Be Made Across The Boderline Between The Two Respective Domains.