The Painting Of Tomorrow Will

As [john Heartfield] Was Playing With The Fire Of Appearance, Reality Took Fire Around Him... The Scraps Of Photographs That He Formerly Manoeuvred For The Pleasure Of Stupification, Under His Fingers Began To Signify.

Reality Is The Apparent Absence Of Contradiction. The Marvelous Is The Eruption Of Contradiction Within The Real.

There Are Strange Flowers Of Reason To Match Each Error Of The Senses.

Geniuses Are Like Ocean Liners: They Should Never Meet.

The Carnal Contact Side By Side, From Heel To Armpit, Brings Shudders That Shake Up Nature Like The Flights Of Nocturnal Birds.