Abstracts

“I let myself go. I thought little of the houses and trees, but applied colour stripes and spots to the canvas… Within me sounded the memory of early evening in Moscow – before my eyes was the strong, colour-saturated scale of the Munich light and atmosphere, which thundered deeply in the shadows.” He also wrote, “I applied streaks and blobs of colors onto the canvas with a palette knife, and I made them sing with all the intensity I could…”

-Wassily Kandinsky