A line is a dot that went for a walk.
In the final analysis, a drawing simply is no longer a drawing, no matter how self-sufficient its execution may be. It is a symbol, and the more profoundly the imaginary lines of projection meet higher dimensions, the better.
A drawing is simply a line going for a walk.
Drawing is the art of taking a line for a walk.
An active line on a walk, moving freely, without goal. A walk for a walk's sake.
I still come closest to success with drawing. When I use color the results are dubious, for these painfully gained experiences bear less fruit.
I still come closest to success with drawing.
I want to be as though new-born, knowing nothing, absolutely nothing... then I want to do something modest; to work out by myself a tiny, formal motive, one that my pencil will be able to hold without technique.