Painting must be fertile. It must give birth to a world.. ..it must fertilize the imagination. - Joan Miró

Let's transplant the primitive soul to the ultramodern New York, inject his soul with the noise of the subway, of the 'el', and may his brain become a long street of buildings 224 stories high. [Barcelona - Dada, 1917]

Your face had become dark, and, upon the day's awakening, your ashes will disperse themselves throughout the garden.

..wherever you are, you find the sun, a blade of grass, the spirals of the dragonfly. Courage consists of staying at home, close to nature, which could not care less about our disasters. Each grain of dust contains the soul of something marvellous. [Miró admonished art-critic w:Georges Duthuit ]