Define me.

This morning I read:

Actually, the main thing now is not to paint precociously but to be or, at least, to become an individual. The art of mastering life is the prerequisite for all further forms of expression, whether they are paintings, sculptures, tragedies, or musical compositions. Not only to master life in practice, but to shape it meaningfully within me and to achieve as mature an attitude before it as possible. Obviously this isn’t accomplished with a few general precepts but grows like Nature. Besides, I wouldn’t know how to find any such precepts…

…As a beginner in this profession I shall not be able to please people; they will ask things of me that any clever young person with talent might easily come up with. My consolation is that the sincerity of my intention will always be more of a check to me than my lack of skill. Starting from an awareness of the prevalence of law, to broaden out until the horizon of thought once again becomes organized, and complexities, automatically falling into order, become simple again.

- Paul Klee, The Diaries of Paul Klee, p. 119

In search of my complete identity, I found -  

Eric Rohmer’s everyday triviality.
Andrei Tarkovsky’s visions in poetry.
Ingmar Bergman’s struggles and loneliness.
Michelangelo Antonioni’s sense and sensibility.
Werner Herzog’s dreams that transcend the little “me”.

Define me.