Each Color Lives By Its Mysterious Life.

Whether The Psychological Effect Of Color Is Direct...or Whether It Is The Outcome Of Association, Is Open To Question. The Soul Being One With The Body, It May Well Be Possible That A Psychological Tremor Generates Corresponding One Through Association.

Everything Shows Me Its Face, Its Innermost Being, Its Secret Soul, Which Is More Often Silent Than Heard.

With Cold Eyes And Indifferent Mind The Spectators Regard The Work. Connoissers Admire The "skill" (as One Admires A Tightrope Walker), Enjoy The "quality Of Painting" (as One Enjoys A Pasty). But Hungry Souls Go Hungry Away. The Vulgar Herd Stroll Through The Rooms And Pronounce The Pictures "nice" Or "splendid." Those Who Could Speak Have Said Nothing, Those Who Could Hear Have Heard Nothing.

In Place Of An Intensive Cooperation Among Artists, There Is A Battle For Goods. Hatred, Partisanship, Cliques, Jealousy, And Intrigues Are The Natural Consequences Of An Aimless, Materialist Art.

Of All The Arts, Abstract Painting Is The Most Difficult. It Demands That You Know How To Draw Well, That You Have A Heightened Sensitivity For Composition And For Colors, And That You Be A True Poet. This Last Is Essential.