Yayoi Kusama said about her 1954 painting titled Flower (D.S.P.S),
- "One day I was looking at the red flower patterns of the tablecloth on a table, and when I looked up I saw the same pattern covering the ceiling, the windows and the walls, and finally all over the room, my body and the universe. I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness. As I realized it was actually happening and not just in my imagination, I was frightened. I knew I had to run away lest I should be deprived of my life by the spell of the red flowers. I ran desperately up the stairs. The steps below me began to fall apart and I fell down the stairs straining my ankle."
Moving through Definite spaces
Shows One the Infinite space
That which is in between
And that which is beyond
The beyond is deep inside
It is beyond that which is not deep inside
All that is not rooted deep inside, in the beyond, is surface
Moving on the surface is tiring
Moving in spacelessness is invigorating energizing fulfilling
Don’t just travel on the surface, move deep inside where
Spacelessness governs your total being
Shows One the Infinite space
That which is in between
And that which is beyond
The beyond is deep inside
It is beyond that which is not deep inside
All that is not rooted deep inside, in the beyond, is surface
Moving on the surface is tiring
Moving in spacelessness is invigorating energizing fulfilling
Don’t just travel on the surface, move deep inside where
Spacelessness governs your total being
Excerpts from the book ‘Art Is’ -by B (Tobias Ginsborg)
