For My Part, I Can't Do Anything

The Academic Teaching On Beauty Is False. We Have Been Misled, But So Completely Misled That We Can No Longer Find So Much As A Shadow Of A Truth Again. The Beauties Of The Parthenon, The Venuses, The Nymphs, The Narcisusses, Are So May Lies. Art Is Not The Application Of A Canon Of Beauty, But What The Instinct And The Brain Can Conceive Independently Of That Canon.

Have You Noticed That Bones Are Always Modeled And Not Carved, That You Always Have The Impression They Come From A Mold, That They Were First Modeled In Clay? Any Bone You Look At, You Always Find Fingerprints On It.

I've Reached The Moment Where The Movement Of My Thought Interests Me More Than The Thought Itself.

The Only Pictorial Matter That Is Of Interest To Me Is The Matter And Sentiments Brought About By The Work Itself.

There's Nothing Worse Than A Brilliant Beginning.