Keep A Bad Drawing Until By Study

After All, The Goal Is Not Making Art. It Is Living A Life. Those Who Live Their Lives Will Leave The Stuff That Is Really Art.

Your Only Hope Of Satisfying Others Is In Satisfying Yourself. I Speak Of A Great Satisfaction, Not A Commercial Satisfaction.

Art After All Is But An Extension Of Language To The Expression Of Sensations Too Subtle For Words.

Personal Experimentation Is Revealing, And Once You Get Into It, Immensely Engaging.

Art Need Not Be Intended. It Comes Inevitably As The Tree From The Root, The Branch From The Trunk, The Blossom From The Twig. None Of These Forget The Present In Looking Backward Or Forward. They Are Occupied Wholly With The Fulfillment Of Their Own Existence.