“Dürer’s prints are revolutionary because of their speed. They swirl and roar. You want to turn the volume down. As Europe lived in fear of famine and plague and war, Dürer danced with death, employing emptiness to evoke things that were both there and not there: clouds and fire and water and air. It was the whiteness of the page which enthralled him. His white is light and heat, sparking saints and demons and civilians into sprawling, brawling life” (102).