If The Dream Is A Translation Of

Visible Things Can Be Invisible. However, Our Powers Of Thought Grasp Both The Visible And The Invisible – And I Make Use Of Painting To Render Thoughts Visible.

Art Evokes The Mystery Without Which The World Would Not Exist.

A Truly Poetic Canvas Is An Awakened Dream.

I Detest My Past, And Anyone Else's. I Detest Resignation, Patience, Professional Heroism And Obligatory Beautiful Feelings. I Also Detest The Decorative Arts, Folklore, Advertising, Voices Making Announcements, Aerodynamism, Boy Scouts, The Smell Of Moth Balls, Events Of The Moment, And Drunken People.

I Like Subversive Humor, Freckles, Women's Knees And Long Hair, The Laughter Of Playing Children, And A Girl Running Down The Street.