An Object Never Serves The Same Function

My Investigations Resembled The Pursuit Of The Solution To A Problem For Which I Had Three Data: The Object, The Thing Connected With It In The Shadow Of My Consciousness, And The Light Wherein That Thing Would Become Apparent.

Life Obliges Me To Do Something, So I Paint.

Those Who Become Entangled In These False Ideas Are Prevented From Perceiving The Integral Oneness.

Everything That Is Visible Hides Something That Is Invisible.

I Have Few Illusions: The Cause Is Lost In Advance. As For Me, I Do My Part, Which Is To Drag A Fairly Drab Existence To Its Conclusion.