Nothing Grows Well In The Shade Of

I Ground Matter To Find The Continuous Line. And When I Realized I Could Not Find It, I Stopped, As If An Unseen Someone Had Slapped My Hands.

I Do Not Aspire To Be In Fashion. For What Is In Fashion, Goes Out Of Fashion If, On The Contrary, Your Work Is Contested Today, It Doesn't Matter. For When It Is Finally Understood, It Will Be For Eternity.

Theories Are Patterns Without Value. What Counts Is Action.

The Function Of Art Is To Make That Understood Which In The Form Of Argument Would Be Incomprehensible.

When You See A Fish You Don't Think Of Its Scales, Do You? You Think Of Its Speed, Its Floating, Flashing Body Seen Through The Water... If I Made Fins And Eyes And Scales, I Would Arrest Its Movement, Give A Pattern Or Shape Of Reality. I Want Just The Flash Of Its Spirit.