Civilization Is Paralysis.

In Order To Produce Something New, You Have To Return To The Original Source, To The Childhood Of Mankind.

Whatever May Happen The Sun Will Rise Tomorrow As It Rose To-day, Beneficent And Serene.

Poor Artist! You Gave Away Part Of Your Soul When You Painted The Picture Which You Are Now Trying To Dispose Of.

A Bit Of Advice, Don't Copy Nature Too Closely. Art Is An Abstraction; As You Dream Amid Nature, Extrapolate Art From It, And Concentrate On What You Will Create As A Result.

How To Re-light The Fire The Very Ashes Of Which Are Scattered?