When I Think Of Art I Think

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.

What I Say Is That We're Capable Of A Transcendent Response, And I Think It Makes Us Happy. And I Do Think Beauty Produces A Transcendent Response.

My Paintings Are Not About What Is Seen. They Are About What Is Known Forever In The Mind.

Of All The Pitfalls In Our Paths And The Tremendous Delays And Wanderings Off The Track, I Want To Say That They Are Not What They Seem To Be. I Want To Say That All That Seems Like Fantastic Mistakes Are Not Mistakes, All That Seems Like Error Is Not Error; And It All Has To Be Done. That Which Seems Like A False Step Is The Next Step.