Around 1980, I Went Back To Painting

I Don't Jog. It Makes The Ice Jump Right Out Of My Glass.

Yeah, I Just Finished A Novel. Man Those Things Take Forever To Read.

You'd Have To Think That You're At Least Decent, Or You Couldn't Get Up Every Morning And Do It. I Think If I Live Long Enough, I Might Be Pretty Good

Like A Guide Dog, Paintings Help You See.

I Had A Teacher In Art School Who Said Something About The Only Works He Really Enjoyed Seeing Or Found Much In Were Works Where He Had A Sense That A Discovery Was Made In The Course Of Making This Object. I Like To Hold To That As My Marching Orders.