“One has to let the brushstroke succumb to spontaneity, and not try to correct things afterwards. When the brush slowly reaches the end of a stroke, you will feel like a fish that is happily swimming with the current. When the stroke swings outwards, it will feel like clouds are lifting behind the mountains.

Sometimes the stroke is curly, sometimes straight, sometimes light, sometimes heavy. All theses brushstrokes arise from one’s own imagination, which leads to truth.”

Li SSu