My Painting Is Visible Images That Conceal

If One Looks At A Thing With The Intention Of Trying To Discover What It Means, One Ends Up No Longer Seeing The Thing Itself, But Of Thinking Of The Question That Is Raised.

Nothing Is Confused Except The Mind.

The Present Reeks Of Mediocrity And The Atom Bomb.

Too Often We Tend To Reduce What Is Strange To What Is Familiar. I Intend To Restore The Familiar To The Strange.

Everything We See Hides Another Thing, We Always Want To See What Is Hidden By What We See, But It Is Impossible. Humans Hide Their Secrets Too Well.