Painters have an infinite number of possibilities at their disposal.
They face an empty surface which can be transformed into a space filled with life by means of colours and lines.
In order to accomplish this meaningfully, it requires the search for a motif, a forming of this motif and at all times it requires a self-evaluation.
The first depressing result of
this endeavour and of this self-criticism is the realization of ones own inability and that one is dealing with ones own stupidity.
This realization weights so heavily on the painters that they try to quickly compensate by overbearing and conceited attitudes, thus creating the impression of the arrogant painter.