Without freedom, no art art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
a man paints, his brains, his hands, art