I think it was Moravia who said that he would rather be a painter than a man of letters and that shapes and colours are preferable to struggling with words. Personally, I am neither a painter nor a man of letters, and I am not sure that I agree.But it is on shapes and colours I would like to dwell. Using words to describe them, as one would expect, and to say that the latest direction taken by TH. is a natural abstractism. My initial thought is that I would like to contrast it with different explanations and plausible concepts, but I guess that I am not in the mood for that. Really, I think it is better to look at this selection of paintings like as if looking at the formation of crystals or at a microscope enlargement. These can certainly have scientific, rational or con- ceptual explanations but they are primarily and rightfully beautiful in a childlike way.We choose what to wear without necessarily thinking who designed the garment in question, or how it was made, but instead looking for some aesthetic requisites. I believe that we should look at contemporary art using the same parameters, that is, without learning first who the artist is and what the artwork represents. If the garment ultimately has the purpose of making us look wealthy or feeling younger, slimmer, more stylish and original, we take an interest in it only if we like it.What do I care if the designer’s aim was to pay homage to another designer? If I do not like the result it is only after having observed the product with my eyes that I would want to know about its background. Without filling up the mere object with words.The abstractism of these works does not depict reality in a recognis- able manner, but creates a separate reality that integrates itself with the surrounding one. Just like in the real world juxtapositions of shapes and colours can create either beauty, lyricism or dissonance. The world made up of shapes and colours. This is what one has to take in, without looking much further.The use of pastels creates a sticky softness that reminds me every time of fur, to stay in the realm of nature, of the spots that my cat has on his coat, or of the reflexes on his shiny fur. It makes me think about how superfluous it is to add meanings to a thing that is in itself sufficient and should hence be left as it is and just ad- mired or maybe touched. And my poor cat is just black and white without any dash of bright colours like the ones used in these art- works. Up until now I have however never held this against him. The bright and metallic colours are a bit remindful of graffiti art but immediately set themselves apart from it because of the material, a degradable pastel, and the surface, classic canvas.The depicted subjects change according to the eye of the observer and evoke the colours of the plumage of the most wonderful birds of paradise. They show off only for survival and are thus aesthetes without a purpose, except for the vile and noble aim of reproduc- tion. The courtship ritual of these birds perfectly exemplifies the battle of shapes and colours, which become abstract for worldly and necessary purposes.In the same way the Thaumoctopus Mimicus, the mimic octopus, is able to quickly change form, colour and behaviour and can thus avoid becoming a prey. It changes while keeping its identity intact, unknowing that it is a spectacle for those who observe it with the purpose of