An Empty Canvas Is A Living Wonder

Every Phenomenon Can Be Experienced In Two Ways. These Two Ways Are Not Arbitrary, But Are Bound Up With The Phenomenon – Developing Out Of Its Nature And Characteristics : Externally – Or – Inwardly.

Color Is The Keyboard, The Eyes Are The Harmonies, The Soul Is The Piano With Many Strings. The Artist Is The Hand That Plays, Touching One Key Or Another, To Cause Vibrations In The Soul.

Empty Canvas. In Appearance - Really Empty, Silent, Indifferent. Stunned, Almost. In Effect - Full Of Tensions, With Thousand Subdued Voices, Heavy With Expectations. A Little Frightened Because It May Be Violated

In Your Works, You Have Realized What I, Albeit In Uncertain Form, Have So Greatly Longed For In Music. The Independent Progress Through Their Own Destinies, The Independent Life Of The Individual Voices In Your Compositions, Is Exactly What I Am Trying To Find In My Painting.

Every Man Who Steeps Himself In The Spiritual Possibilities Of His Heart Is A Valuable Helper In The Building Of The Spiritual Pyramid Which Will Someday Reach To Heaven.