I Used To Meditate Until I Learned

It Would Be An Endless Battle If It Were All Up To Ego Because It Does Not Destroy And Is Not Destroyed By Itself It Is Like A Wave It Makes Itself Up, It Rushes Forward Getting Nowhere Really It Crashes, Withdraws And Makes Itself Up Again Pulls Itself Together With Pride Towers With Pride Rushes Forward Into Imaginary Conquest Crashes In Frustration Withdraws With Remorse And Repentance Pulls Itself Together With New Resolution

To Progress In Life You Must Give Up The Things You Do Not Like. Give Up Doing The Things That You Do Not Like To Do. You Must Find The Things That You Do Like. The Things That Are Acceptable To Your Mind.

Beauty Is The Mystery Of Life. It Is Not In The Eye, It Is In The Mind.

Any Material May Be Used But The Theme Is The Same And The Response Is The Same For All Artwork... We All Have The Same Concern, But The Artist Must Know Exactly What The Experience Is. He Must Pursue The Truth Relentlessly

My Paintings Are Certainly Nonobjective. They're Just Horizontal Lines. There's Not Any Hint Of Nature. And Still Everybody Responds, I Think.