If We Master A Bit Of Drawing,

Whores Are The Most Honest Girls. They Present The Bill Right Away.

(art Is) The Residue Of Vision.

I Paint And Sculpt To Get A Grip On Reality... To Protect Myself.

The Head Is What Matters. The Rest Of The Body Plays The Part Of Antennae Making Life Possible For People And Life Itself Is Inside The Skull.

I See Something, Find It Marvelous, Want To Try And Do It. Whether It Fails Or Whether It Comes Off In The End Becomes Secondary. . . . So Long As I've Learned Something About Why.