..It was interesting meeting boys who had been refused by the Secession. Their work meant nothing to me; I thought it all talented smears such as any gifted academy student can turn out. But they think themselves future Manets.
P. said: I don't give a hoot about a juryless show, I’ll make my own way, and so on. Now I already belong to the older generation, to those who are blocking the way and taking the light from the youth. It is interesting, this eternally rising wave of the youngest youths. They can not be understood by the more mature artists and by those who have technique and craftsmanship, for they almost never possess any special superiority. All their superiority lies in the young people’s imagination.
And yet youth has the right to see itself in this highly imaginative future light, just as the no-longer-young have the right to smile at the illusory values of the young and to turn away from them to their maturer concerns.
