An Active Line On A Walk, Moving

Nature Is Garrulous To The Point Of Confusion, Let The Artist Be Truly Taciturn.

The Pictorial Work Was Born Of Movement, Is Itself Recorded Movement, And Is Assimilated Through Movement (eye Muscles).

My Hand Has Become The Obedient Instrument Of A Remote Will.

By Using Patches Of Color And Tone It Is Possible To Capture Every Natural Impression In The Simplest Way, Freshly And Immediately.

First Of All, The Art Of Living; Then As My Ideal Profession, Poetry And Philosophy, And As My Real Profession, Plastic Arts; In The Last Resort, For Lack Of Income, Illustrations.