halfschaduw

I never took a job that I couldn't quit.

It is this being thoroughly puzzled that makes it possible for me to work.

I had thought of leaving this last section silent, but then it turns out I have something to say.

And object is fact, not symbol.

There is no poor subject (any incentive to paint is as good as any other).

Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need to fear about the future of music.

Formerly, whenever anyone said the music I presented was experimental, I objected. It seemed to me that composers knew what they were doing, and that the experiments that had been made had taken place prior to the finished works, just as sketches are made before paintings and rehearsals precede performances. But, giving the matter further thought, I realized that there is ordinarily an essential difference between making a piece of music and hearing one. A composer knows his work as a woodsman knows a path he has traced and retraced, while a listener is confronted by the same work as one is in the woods by a plant he has never seen before.