The narrative power of this work is unparalleled. Every encounter with it, even when art is no longer desired and is despised or merely used as a means to convey questionable and depressing moral lessons, leads to a talent that knows how to receive streams of strength and refreshment, visual enjoyment, and health. Just as the artist, similar to Antaeus, became glorious with every contact with his mother earth, his evident creativity is also a manifestation of earth and nature. Reading it again means experiencing the animal sharpness of this perspective, the simple strength of this visual grasp, and the completely transparent rationality of this plastic writing, which is not clouded by mysticism and recalls Goethe.