The true work of art is not only looked at, it really looks back. It not only changes depending on who looks at it, but it also has the capacity to change the one who looks at it. There is no right or wrong; it is a mirror, it reflects. It is the relation of man to man and of man to his environment. It must take from the one who looks some of this life with which to increase its own. It is magical and it is taboo. It is lover and beloved. So, once born, it walks by itself, is has its own life, its own destiny.
Fritz Brandtner 1896-1969