In a soundless language, the work would be said in silence. Its real "tell", its truth in painting, state it as effective to overcome any reading, to exceed any apparent fullness of meaning, as a requirement that would force the recognition of radical illegibility. Any interpretation of the work would be forced to work endless, because its nature belongs to the order of writing that resists the temptation to bring the production of meaning schemes of any stable economy. Just as that resistance becomes embodied - absolute materiality and soundless-we would hear about the truth of the work. Noli me leggere could be then its motto.