艺术家越完美,他身上受苦的人和创造的头脑就越完全分离。
The more perfect the artist, the more completely separate in him will be the man who suffers and the mind which creates.
Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
Every site has its own genius loci, our job is to listen to it.
In coal, efficiency today defines existence tomorrow.