Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.
[Speaking of computers] But they are useless. They can only give you answers.
Art is not the application of a canon of beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon. When we love a woman we don’t start measuring her limbs.
Art is never chaste. We forbid it to the ignorant innocents, never allow a contact with it to those not sufficiently prepared. Yes, art is dangerous. And, if it’s chaste it isn’t art.
Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.
All right! Disciples if you like. But disciples be damned. It’s not interesting. It’s only the masters that matter. Those who create. And they don’t even turn around when you piss on their heels…