Drawing Is . . . Not An

If I Close My Eyes, I See Things Better Than With My Eyes Open.

The Splitting Up Of Color [as Impressionists Did] Brought The Splitting Up Of Form And Contour . . . Everything Is Reduced To A Mere Sensation Of The Retina, But One Which Destroys All Tranquility Of Surface And Contour. Objects Are Differentiated Only By The Luminosity That Is Given Them.

All That Is Not Useful In A Picture Is Detrimental. A Work Of Art Must Be Harmonious In Its Entirety; For Superfluous Details Would, In The Mind Of The Beholder, Encroach Upon The Essential Elements.

A New Painting Is A Unique Event, A Birth, Which Enriches The Universe As It Is Grasped By The Human Mind, By Bringing A New Form Into It.

Arrival = Prison, And The Artist Must Never Be A Prisoner.