The More Abstract Is Form, The More

The Arts Are Encroaching One Upon Another, And From A Proper Use Of This Encroachment Will Rise The Art That Is Truly Monumental.

Abstract Art Places A New World, Which On The Surface Has Nothing To Do With 'reality,' Next To The 'real' World.

The Work Of Art Is Born Of The Artist In A Mysterious And Secret Way. From Him It Gains Life And Being. Nor Is Its Existence Casual And Inconsequent, But It Has A Definite And Purposeful Strength, Alike In Its Material And Spiritual Life.

The Nightmare Of Materialism, Which Has Turned The Life Of The Universe Into An Evil, Useless Game, Is Not Yet Past; It Holds The Awakening Soul Still In Its Grip.

In Every Painting A Whole Is Mysteriously Enclosed, A Whole Life Of Tortures, Doubts, Of Hours Of Enthusiasm And Inspiration.