The Space Between The Dish And The

Colour Could Give Rise To Sensations Which Would Interfere With Our Conception Of Space.

Reality Only Reveals Itself When It Is Illuminated By A Ray Of Poetry.

I Do Not Believe In Objects. I Believe Only In Their Relationships.

Writing Is Not Describing, Painting Is Not Depicting. Verisimilitude Is Merely An Illusion.

To Work From Nature Is To Improvise.