All The Things An Artist Must Be:

He Has Found His Style, When He Cannot Do Otherwise.

All Is Well With Me. The Rain Doesn't Reach Me, My Room Is Well Heated, What More Can One Ask For? There's No Shortage Of Work, Either.

One Does Not Lash Hat Lies At A Distance. The Foibles That We Ridicule Must At Least Be A Little Bit Our Own. Only Then Will The Work Be A Part Of Our Own Flesh. The Garden Must Be Weeded.

Gradually Compositions Make An Appearance Again. Political - Satirical - Conceits Expressed In One Figure Or A Few.

Polyphonic Painting Is Superior To Music In That There, The Time Element Becomes A Spatial Element. The Notion Of Simultaneity Stands Out Even More Richly.