I am watching this German movie focussed on Gerhard Richter at work. His studio is all white with all his tools carefully arranged and in place - order is the order of his life it seems. After a long shot of the orderliness of the studio he is shown sitting on a back step looking out at a garden. At last, I thought, some needed disorder! But no, a long white, straight walk stretched ahead controlling the greenery on each side such that the straight path controlled the scene and the vegetation played a dissonant supporting role.
Yet his abstracts give the lie to this encompassing order. In his painting, the greenery of chaos rule.