Kunst Gibt Nicht Das Sichtbare

Colour Has Taken Hold Of Me; No Longer Do I Have To Chase After It. I Know That It Has Hold Of Me Forever. That Is The Significance Of This Blessed Moment

Art Does Not Reflect What Is Seen, Rather It Makes The Hidden Visible.

Everything Vanishes Round Me And Good Works Rise From Me Of Their Own Accord.

Color Is The Place Where Our Brain And The Universe Meet.

I Still Come Closest To Success With Drawing. When I Use Color The Results Are Dubious, For These Painfully Gained Experiences Bear Less Fruit.