If You Are Moved Only By The

It Is Really A Matter Of Ending This Silence And Solitude, Of Breathing And Stretching One's Arms Again.

A Painting Is Not A Picture Of An Experience, But Is The Experience.

A Picture Lives By Companionship, Expanding And Quickening In The Eyes Of The Sensitive Observer

There Is More Power In Telling Little Than In Telling All.

Pictures Must Be Miraculous: The Instant One Is Completed, The Intimacy Between The Creation And The Creator Is Ended.