This morning I painted my twentieth Motovun board. This one simply demanded to be made. And I could not resist its calls any longer. On one side there is the simplest rendering so far of Kandinsky’s “symbol” that started me on this journey more than twenty years ago. As it turned out, it was also painted in several caves many thousands of years ago. In this case, there are only two white line segments on a black surface. The painting is so sparse, so bare, that not even the great master would recognize himself in it. On the other side there is an array of white dots on a black surface. Based on my four-by-six grid, which has dominated my compositions for quite a while, the array has five rows and seven columns of little squares. It is splendid. It fits perfectly into the rest of the Motovun cycle on the same wall. Anyhow, the new board gives me an enormous pleasure. I cannot stop staring at it and congratulating myself on this morning’s effort. Ten more to go, though.