Genius Is The Ability To Renew One's

The Artist Makes Things Concrete And Gives Them Individuality.

I Wish To Die Painting.

I Advance All Of My Canvas At One Time.

Fruits ... Like Having Their Portrait Painted. They Seem To Sit There And Ask Your Forgiveness For Fading. Their Thought Is Given Off With Their Perfumes. They Come With All Their Scents, They Speak Of The Fields They Have Left, The Rain Which Has Nourished Them, The Daybreaks They Have Seen.

If I Think, Everything Is Lost.