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Art is stored in a Repository located in our common, collective Soul. Every possible way of painting, every trick of the trade, everything "new" and "old" always has and forever will exist in the Repository, timeless, for as long as this common, collective Soul, i. e. humanity, lives. The first painter already contained in himself all those who were to come after him, just as the painter being born at this very moment contains in himself all those who preceded him. The painter takes from the Repository what he requires, or what his ability allows him to take, and brings it to the light of the unique moment in which he lives. This singular point in time and the painter himself determine what shall emerge from the Repository and how it will be applied, in which way it will materialize in the Painting.

Deep within us we have the need for a reflection of ourselves, which includes everything that surrounds us. By looking at this reflection, we long to determine the place of our existence in the Entirety, which, without this view of ourselves, would seem impossible to cope with. We also have the need to envelop this reflection in the specific atmosphere of the moment in which we live, in order to reconcile it with what we feel for and think about ourselves. Such a reflection, enveloped in the specific atmosphere of the moment in which it was created, I call a Scene.

A painting is a simple, mostly rectangular object that occupies a certain space in the real world. But what is painted on its surface represents an entrance into a space existing in parallel to the real one, into a space built by our will to create our own world in spite of the real one. All material values and spiritual meanings that this simple object may hold for us exist only in our parallel, artificial space. Emphasising this artificial nature of a painting I call Illusion.