A Picture Is Not A Window...an Abstract

The Hot Hall Full Of Painted Girls And American Soldiers Is A Saloon In Some Western Film. This Noise Drenches Us, Wakens Us To Do Something Else. It Shows Us A Lost Path.

Be A Mere Assistant To Your Unconscious. Do Only Half The Work. The Rest Will Do Itself.

You Are Always Concentrated On The Inner Thing. The Moment One Becomes Aware Of The Crowd, Performs For The Crowd, It Is Spectacle.

When A Work Appears To Be Ahead Of Its Time, It Is Only The Time That Is Behind The Work.

The Speed Of A Runaway Horse Counts For Nothing.