Every Artist, As Child Of

Color Cannot Stand Alone.

Objects Damage Pictures.

The Spirit Is Often Concealed Within Matter To Such An Extent That Few People Are Generally Capable Of Perceiving It.

With Cold Eyes And Indifferent Mind The Spectators Regard The Work. Connoissers Admire The "skill" (as One Admires A Tightrope Walker), Enjoy The "quality Of Painting" (as One Enjoys A Pasty). But Hungry Souls Go Hungry Away. The Vulgar Herd Stroll Through The Rooms And Pronounce The Pictures "nice" Or "splendid." Those Who Could Speak Have Said Nothing, Those Who Could Hear Have Heard Nothing.

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