I paint the way I spread butter on pumpernickel.
If one says “Red” (the name of a color) and there are 50 people listening, it can be expected that there will be 50 reds in their minds. And one can be sure that all these reds will be very different.
The purpose of art is to re-present nature, not represent it.
Color deceives continuously.
I count all the time on resonance. I call on this, you see.
One line plus one line results in many meanings.