I Must Begin, Not With Hypothesis, But

An Active Line On A Walk, Moving Freely, Without Goal. A Walk For A Walk's Sake.

Every Artist Would Like To Live In The Central Organ Of Creation... Not All Are Destined To Get There... But Our Beating Hearts Drive Us Deep Down, Right Into The Pit Of Creation.

There Is Plenty Of Room Left For Exact Experiment In Art, And The Gate Has Been Opened For Some Time. What Had Been Accomplished In Music By The End Of The Eighteenth Century Has Only Begun In The Fine Arts. Mathematics And Physics Have Given Us A Clue In The Form Of Rules To Be Strictly Observed Or Departed From, As The Case May Be. Here Salutary Discipline Is Come To Grips First Of All With The Function Of Forms, And Not With Form As The Final Result … In This Way We Learn How To Look Beyond The Surface And Get To The Root Of Things.

The Worst State Of Affairs Is When Science Begins To Concern Itself With Art.

The Pictorial Work Was Born Of Movement, Is Itself Recorded Movement, And Is Assimilated Through Movement (eye Muscles).