Art Does Not Reflect What Is Seen,

Be Winged Arrows Aiming At Fulfillment And Goal.

Genius Is The Error In The System.

Color Possesses Me. I Don't Have To Pursue It. It Will Possess Me Always, I Know It. That Is The Meaning Of This Happy Hour: Color And I Are One. I Am A Painter.

I Cannot Be Grasped In The Here And Now, For My Dwelling Place Is Much Among The Dead, As The Yet Unborn, Slightly Closer To The Heart Of Creation Than Usual, But Still Not Close Enough.

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