Art Is A Line Around Your Thoughts.

On My First Days Here I Did Not Start Work Immediately But, As Planned, I Took It Easy For A Few Days - Flicked Through Books, Studied Japanese Art A Little.

Even When I Have To Write A Simple Letter I'm Scared Stiff As If Faced With Looming Seasickness.

I Can Paint And Draw. I Believe This Myself And A Few Other People Say That They Believe This Too. But I'm Not Certain Of Whether It's True.

There Is Always Hope, As Long As The Canvases Are Empty.

If The Weather Is Good I Go Into The Nearby Wood - There I Am Painting A Small Beech Forest (in The Sun) With A Few Conifers Mixed In. This Takes Until 8 'o Clock.