The Scenic Ideals That Surround Even Our

The Scenic Ideals That Surround Even Our National Parks Are Carriers Of A Nostalgia For Heavenly Bliss And Eternal Calmness.

Abstraction Is Everybody's Zero But Nobody's Nought.

I Am For An Art That Takes Into Account The Direct Effect Of The Elements As They Exist From Day To Day Apart From Representation.

Words For Mental Processes Are All Derived From Physical Things.

One's Mind And The Earth Are In A Constant State Of Erosion, Mental Rivers Wear Away Abstract Banks, Brain Waves Undermine Cliffs Of Thought, Ideas Decompose Into Stones Of Unknowing, And Conceptual Crystallizations Break Apart Into Deposits Of Gritty Reason.