“And indeed, I believe I understand what he means: that man who is walking and standing there, gazing around silently and proudly, who lives here - he is showing me his secret, something there is nothing special to look at, his barns, where nobody lives, where the unused old stuff which he paints is living. He makes me realize that one does not see these things. They have forgotten, they don't exist for us. (translation, Fons Heijnsbroek, 2018)”