Ah, Good Taste! What A Dreadful Thing!

Computers Are Stupid.

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

I Understand My Own Pictures Best Six Months After I Have Done Them.

When One Starts From A Portrait And Seeks By Successive Eliminations To Find Pure Form... One Inevitably Ends Up With An Egg.

We Are All Born Children- The Trick Is Remaining One.