Art Is A Line Around Your Thoughts.

I Can Paint And Draw. I Believe This Myself And A Few Other People Say That They Believe This Too. But I'm Not Certain Of Whether It's True.

There Is Always Hope, As Long As The Canvases Are Empty.

There Is No Self-portrait Of Me.

True Relaxation, Which Would Do Me The World Of Good, Does Not Exist For Me.

I Have The Gift Of Neither The Spoken Nor The Written Word, Especially If I Have To Say Something About Myself Or My Work. Whoever Wants To Know Something About Me -as An Artist, The Only Notable Thing- Ought To Look Carefully At My Pictures And Try And See In Them What I Am And What I Want To Do.