Colour is the key. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with its many chords. The artist is the hand that, by touching this or that key, sets the soul vibrating automatically.
Wassily Kandinsky
Colour is the key. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with its many chords. The artist is the hand that, by touching this or that key, sets the soul vibrating automatically.
Wassily Kandinsky
But remembering those moments, I still stand in
ecstasy, inhaling through the noise of falling rain, the smell of
invisible, enduring lilacs
