I See For Others... In Order To

One Cannot Be A Sorcerer All The Time. How Could One Live?

For A Long Time I Limited Myself To One Colour - As A Form Of Discipline.

The Hidden Harmony Is Better Than The Obvious.

What Might Be Taken For A Precocious Genius Is The Genius Of Childhood. When The Child Grows Up, It Disappears Without A Trace. It May Happen That This Boy Will Become A Real Painter Some Day, Or Even A Great Painter. But Then He Will Have To Begin Everything Again, From Zero.

They Are Not Men, They Are Not Women, They Are Americans.