When I Look At A Body It

If All The Qualities Which A Painter Took From The Model For His Picture Were Really Taken, No Person Could Be Painted Twice.

It Is The Only Point Of Getting Up Every Morning: To Paint, To Make Something Good, To Make Something Even Better Than Before, Not To Give Up, To Compete, To Be Ambitious.

Sometimes, When I've Been Staring Too Hard, I've Noticed That I Could See The Circumference Of My Own Eye.

The Longer You Look At An Object, The More Abstract It Becomes, And, Ironically, The More Real.

As Far As I Am Concerned The Paint Is The Person. I Want It To Work For Me Just As Flesh Does