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   Friend Dove, Thanks for your lines.
They satisfy me more than all the trash in the newspapers and encomiums in the gallery, because as coming from your eye and mind through the brush. What we have in common, clearly, is "Das Malarische au Sich", paint-ing as such, as 'it', where we differ is through philosophy. You are asketic, I am pragmatic. And besides we agree again on the musical version of the idea of painting. For racial reasons. [[Versus ?]] French. - What, in your recent sea or storm painting, at Stieglitzs', I cannot get, or submit to, is ten times exchanged for by the musical employ of paint & tones there evident, big enough. --
I am now no more painter. I was painter, in order to learn. What? I think that which I did not receive through birth, I am at a new mile stone - although I must keep on painting, now like a mule - mainly to convert paint into, to convert into paint, all that is, seems, isn't, feels
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