If I think, everything is lost.
What I am trying to translate to you is more mysterious, it is entwined in the very roots of being, in the implacable source of sensations.
The most seductive thing about art is the personality of the artist himself.
The landscape thinks itself in me and I am its consciousness.
The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution.
When I start thinking, all is lost.