I am trying to be unfamiliar with what I'm doing.
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.
Every something is an echo of nothing
It's useless to play lullabies for those who cannot sleep.
Where does beauty begin? Where does it end? Where it ends is where the artist begins.
Our intention is to affirm this life, not to bring order out of chaos, nor to suggest improvements in creation, but simply to wake up to the very life we're living, which is so excellent once one gets one's mind and desires out of its way and lets it act of it's own accord.