'Go
on, go on,' exclaims Delacroix, 'That's not the end!'
'It's not even a
beginning. Nothing will come ...
nothing but reflections, shadows,
shapes that won't stay fixed.
I'm trying to find the right color, but I
can't even get the form ...'
'You won't find the one without the
other,'
says Delacroix,
'and both will come together.'
'What if I find
nothing but moonlight?'
'Then you will have found the reflection of a
reflection.'