‘Believe it or not, I really see my surroundings as dots.’ I love all dots. I am married to many of them. I want all dots to be happy.

Dots are my brothers. I am a dot myself. We always used to play together, but nowadays everyone goes his own way. We meet only on family occasions and ask each other, ‘How are things?’

from The Daily Practice of Painting by Gerhard Richter