A Puny Body Weakens The Soul.

When The Color Achieves Richness, The Form Attains Its Fullness Also.

The Painter Unfolds That Which Has Not Been Seen.

Right Now A Moment Of Time Is Passing By!... We Must Become That Moment.

My Nervous System Is Enfeebled, Only Work In Oils Can Sustain Me.

Optics, Developing In Us Through Study, Teach Us To See.