The Eyes Are Hammers.

The Artist Is The Hand That, By Touching This Or That Key, Sets The Soul Vibrating Automatically.

The Artist Must Have Something To Say, For Mastery Over Form Is Not His Goal But Rather The Adapting Of Form To Its Inner Meaning.

An Empty Canvas Is A Living Wonder - Far Lovelier Than Certain Pictures.

Black Is Like The Silence Of The Body After Death, The Close Of Life.

Colour Is A Power Which Directly Influences The Soul.