All is well with me. The rain doesn’t reach me, my room is well heated, what more can one ask for? There’s no shortage of work, either...

The artist does not ascribe to the natural form of appearance the same convincing significance as the realists who are his critics. He does not feel so intimately bound to that reality, because he cannot see in the formal products of nature the essence of the creative process. He is more concerned with formative powers than with formal products.

Art does not render what is visible, but renders visible.

The beholder’s eye, which moves like an animal grazing, follows paths prepared for it in the picture.

Gradually compositions make an appearance again. Political – satirical – conceits expressed in one figure or a few.

An active line on a walk, moving freely, without goal. A walk for a walk’s sake.

The creation lives as genesis beneath the visible surface of the work. All intelligent people see this after the fact, but only the creative see it before the fact – in the future.

It is precisely the way which is productive – this is the essential thing; becoming is more important than being...

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.

For the understanding of a picture a chair is needed. Why a chair? To prevent the legs, as they tire, from interfering with the mind.