contemporary abstract painting

He described it as if he were there, and it was evident that he saw it vividly; perhaps he had not seen much in his life. ¡¡¡¡"I do not show the soldiers that I recognise the tall man; he does not show the soldiers that he recognises me; we do it, and we know it, with our eyes. 'Come on!' says the chief of that company, pointing to the village, 'bring him fast to his tomb!' and they bring him faster. I follow. His arms are swelled because of being bound so tight, his wooden shoes are large and clumsy, and he is lame. Because he is lame, and consequently slow, they drive him with their guns-like this!" ¡¡¡¡He imitated the action of a man's being impelled forward by the butt-ends of muskets. As they descend the hill like madmen running a race,

he falls. They laugh and pick him up again. His face is bleeding and covered with dust, but he cannot touch it; thereupon they laugh again. They bring him into the village; all the village runs to look; they take him past the mill, and up to the prison; all the village sees the prison gate open in the darkness of the night, and swallow him- like this!"