You learn how to look at paintings as if they were bits of wall or ceiling, the walls, as if they were paintings whose tens of thousands of paths you follow untiringly, merciless labyrinths, texts that no-one will ever decipher,
Aprendes a mirar os cadros como se fosen anacos de parede, e os muros como se fosen teas... nas que segues sen fatiga, os milleiros de camiños, labirintos inexorables, texto que ninguén sabería descifrar,