Art Is Either A Plagiarist Or A

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

Seek Art And Abstraction In Nature By Dreaming In The Presence Of It.

Color! What A Deep And Mysterious Language, The Language Of Dreams.

The Landscape With Its Violent, Pure Colours Dazzled And Blinded Me. I Was Always Uncertain.

In Art One Is Concerned With The Condition Of The Spirit For Three Quarters Of The Time; One Must Therefore Care For Oneself If He Wishes To Make Something Great And Lasting.