No.0020 The Hyogo Prefectural Museum of Art the1st The Hyogo Prefectural Museum of Art, Kobe, Japan I felt first of all joyous. I felt that which Joy is made of, and I realized that Joy itself must have been the impelling force, that which was there before we were there and that somehow Joy was in every ingredient of our making. When the world was an ooze without any shape or direction, there must have been this force of Joy that prevailed everywhere and that was reat-ing out to express. And somehow the word Joy became the most unmeasurable word. It was the essence of creativity, the force of creativity. I realized that if I were a painter about to paint a great catastrophe, I could not put the first stroke on canvas without thinking of Joy in doing it. You cannot make a building unless you are joyously engaged. I would like to feel that I have not forgotten, not have you as I speak to you, about the stream of Joy which must be felt. Otherwise, you really don't feel anything. If what I say somehow activates that feeling, I would, of course, be terribly pleased and honored. Between Silence and Light