By suprematism I mean the supremacy of pure feeling in creative art.

I ripped through the blue shade of the constraints of color.

The square = feeling, the white field = the void beyond this feeling.

A painted surface is a real, living form.

I have broken the blue boundary of color limits, come out into the white; beside me comrade-pilots swim in this infinity.

To the Suprematist the visual phenomena of the objective world are, in themselves, meaningless; the significant thing is feeling, as such, quite apart from the environment in which it is called forth.

Color is the essence of painting, which the subject always killed.