The Eyes Are Hammers.

Every Artist, As Child Of His Age, Is Impelled To Express The Spirit Of His Age.

Those [things] That We Encounter For The First Time Immediately Have A Spiritual Effect Upon Us. A Child, For Whom Every Object Is New, Experiences The World In This Way: It Sees Light, Is Attracted By It, Wants To Grasp It, Burns Its Finger In The Process, And Thus Learns Fear And Respect For The Flame.

The Artist Must Be Blind To Distinction Between 'recognized' Or 'unrecognized' Conventions Of Form, Deaf To The Transitory Teaching And Demands Of His Particular Age.

Each Period Of A Civilisation Creates An Art That Is Specific In It And Which We Will Never See Reborn. To Try And Revive The Principles Of Art Of Past Centuries Can Lead Only To The Production Of Stillborn Works.

In Place Of An Intensive Cooperation Among Artists, There Is A Battle For Goods. Hatred, Partisanship, Cliques, Jealousy, And Intrigues Are The Natural Consequences Of An Aimless, Materialist Art.