You Adapt Yourself To The Contents Of

A Drawing Is Simply A Line Going For A Walk.

In The Final Analysis, A Drawing Simply Is No Longer A Drawing, No Matter How Self-sufficient Its Execution May Be. It Is A Symbol, And The More Profoundly The Imaginary Lines Of Projection Meet Higher Dimensions, The Better.

I Want To Be As Though New-born, Knowing Nothing, Absolutely Nothing About Europe.

You Adapt Yourself To The Contents Of The Paintbox.

Chosen Are Those Artists Who Penetrate To The Region Of That Secret Place Where Primeval Power Nurtures All Evolution. There, Where The Powerhouse Of All Time And Space Call It Brain Or Heart Of Creation Activates Every Function, Who Is The Artist Who Would Not Dwell There?