Paradise Is To Love Many Things With

Everything You Can Imagine Is Real.

In Life You Throw A Ball. You Hope It Will Reach A Wall And Bounce Back So You Can Throw It Again. You Hope Your Friends Will Provide That Wall.

We Artists Are Indestructible; Even In A Prison, Or In A Concentration Camp, I Would Be Almighty In My Own World Of Art, Even If I Had To Paint My Pictures With My Wet Tongue On The Dusty Floor Of My Cell.

The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

I Don't Seek, I Find.