Piet Mondrian

I watched a documentary today on the Ovation Channel about a painter named Piet Mondrian. This man, like so many other painters, never really was appreciated in the art world until after his death in 1944. His art was unremarkable to me, as was his life.

What was remarkable to me, however, was that this man painted his whole life... and each painting to him was fresh and new, always a matter of serious contemplation, years of effort... and every single painting looked exactly the same!

I really don't understand same-people. My life varies from season to season, from medium to medium. Each thing is new, new perspectives, new routines, new everything.  I have a friend who's life is in exactly the same routine today as it was three years ago, and as it will be three years from now. Nothing changed. 

I wonder- how do we grow, explore ourselves, if we always stay within such rigid comfort zones?

Then, extended to Piet, how is art art if it doesn't press those boundaries? What exactly did he see in these paintings which fulfilled him so much that he never deviated?

I don't really understand some people... same-people. Do you?