So strong is the Neo-Platypist belief in yellow there is no other colour worthy of a name. And if we believe this fundamental truth in respect of colour on a two dimensional canvas, it clearly follows that in sculpture, the only function form serves is to propel the yellowness into three dimensions.

The object of nature is the platypus. At the core of platypus lies yellow. The value of paint is its ability to transform objects into yellowness. It would be a travesty to neglect any opportunity to levitate the gaudy polychromatic nature of everyday objects into the purity and clarity of clean yellow hues. Other colours in the rainbow are to yellow, what a frame is to a picture. A simple statement of "here is that which you should focus your attention on - Here is the art".

An artist who has never created a yellow work is lost in darkness and may be said to have never truly created at all. Indeed any work of art not containing yellow fails to merit the term art.

And of an Artistic Manifesto: Any conceptual basis that is too complex to express in a few words is not a conceptual basis at all. It is merely a confused congregation of disparate thoughts thrown together to give the outward appearance of a concept. In simplicity lies genius. To be a Neo-Platypist is to love yellow.

The Neo-Platypist Manifesto by the greatest living neo-platypist artist, D. William Platypus