Zbigniew Herbert
from the poem "In the Studio":
When God built the world
he wrinkled his forehead
calculated and calculated
hence the world is perfect
and impossible to live in
on the other hand
a painter's world
is good
and full of errors
And then this, from Robert Rauschenberg:
"My paintings are an invitation to look some place else"
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