When standing in front of a river, was the emotion of an artist of the 17^th century any different from that of today’s artist?

All is the new view.

That is the nirvana of arts.

The eyes must have doubt about themselves and must learn to change.

If the eye was differently constructed the sun would have been a blue square.

Each time the eye opens that is always the first time.

The eye creates the world.

Le Thiet Cuong