Everything Shows Me Its Face, Its Innermost

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.

Generally Speaking, Color Directly Influences The Soul.

Everything That Is Dead Quivers. Not Only The Things Of Poetry, Stars, Moon, Wood, Flowers, But Even A White Trouser Button Glittering Out Of A Puddle In The Street... Everything Has A Secret Soul, Which Is Silent More Often Than It Speaks.

The More Abstract Is Form, The More Clear And Direct Its Appeal.

Every Phenomenon Can Be Experienced In Two Ways. These Two Ways Are Not Arbitrary, But Are Bound Up With The Phenomenon – Developing Out Of Its Nature And Characteristics : Externally – Or – Inwardly.