I'm A Little Young For Retirement.

And The Seasons They Go 'round And 'round And The Painted Ponies Go Up And Down We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind From Where We Came And Go Round And Round And Round In The Circle Game.

Because I'm So Busy And Because I Think Of Myself As A Painter, I Desperately Guard The Time That I Have To Paint. And Sometimes I'm Irresponsible To My Career In Order To Paint. Because Painting Is Obsessive. I Forget To Eat. I Forget To Sleep.

Van Gogh Was Impulsive.

Paul Simon Started Piling Up A Lot Of Words, More Than The Bar Could Handle, And I Stopped!

I Get The Same Charge From Juxtaposition Of Colors As I Do From Juxtaposition Of Chords.