excerpt from ‘Letter X’, to his biographer


“What do you want me to abstract it from? was his next question, and I saw it was very good.
From the universe, I answered. Upon which he set to work.

The floor of my chapel is white. And the whiteness of it is divided by two vertical black lines
and four horizontal black lines, and it possesses in itself a large yellow square and a small blue rectangle.
I like it: I like it because nothing in it represents anything, because nothing in 
it is a symbol of anything:
it is what it is and nevertheless, whenever I look at it, 
whenever I walk upon it, it sings:
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my 
beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.”





 from Stefan Themerson Cardinal Pölätüo (London, Gaberbocchus Press Ltd., 1961)





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