:42:15
Poor beast. Two months
and no improvement
:42:20
It'll soon be over
:42:24
Stop!
:42:31
Murderer!
:42:33
I'll take him off your hands
:42:35
He's incapable of getting up
:42:38
I'll take him
:43:01
The road could have killed him,
but it cured him
:43:28
...a multitude of structures
on my canvas...
:43:30
...each with its own dialectic,
beyond my control
:43:34
I don'tseea waterfall,
itdictatest o me...
:43:37
...without any logical harmony
between us
:43:40
Its fall activates me
:43:42
A sort of thought painter?
:43:45
An action painter