When You're Out Of Will Power You

I Do Not Literally Paint That Table, But The Emotion It Produces Upon Me.

There Are Flowers Everywhere, For Those Who Bother To Look.

I Would Like To Recapture That Freshness Of Vision Which Is Characteristic Of Extreme Youth When All The World Is New To It.

Hatred Is A Parasite That Devours All. One Doesn't Build Upon Hatred, But Upon Love.

Colours Have Their Own Distinctive Beauty That You Have To Preserve, Just As In Music You Try To Preserve Sounds. It Is A Question Of Organization, Of Finding The Arrangement That Will Keep The Beauty And Freshness Of The Colour