"One day, when I found myself writing a story, I realized that all products and things inside this story were just a description of what they really were. Nothing about them had to be real or logical as they were just words. And so, as they didnít really have to exist, the story filled itself with all kind of objects, only without there appearances. Then, as I read my story, some strange mechanism inside my thoughts transformed my descriptions into images. I could actually see what I had described. And so, as I tried putting them down on paper, my descriptions took shape as if they were photographs from my imagination".

 
Jan Puylaert