It Is Still Color, It Is Not

The Precision Of Naming Takes Away From The Uniqueness Of Seeing.

The Expression On My Face - Who On Earth Would Be Interested In That? All That I Have To Say Is To Be Found In My Works. (on Being Photographed)

Imagination Is Merely The Exploitation Of Our Memory.

It Is Still Color, It Is Not Yet Light.

I Am Just Beginning To Understand What It Is To Paint. A Painter Should Have Two Lives, One In Which To Learn, And One In Which To Practice His Art.