My Goal As A Writer Is More

I've Looked At Life From Both Sides Now...from Win And Lose, And Still Somehow It's Life's Illusions I Recall I Really Don't Know Life At All.

The Thing That Started Me Painting Originally Was Seeing Bambi When I Was About Nine. I Was Incredibly Disturbed By The Forest Fire That Killed Bambi's Mother, And That Distress Gave Me The Impulse To Create Something, As A Way Of Dealing With It.

But You Know It's Hard To Tell When You're In The Spell If It's Wrong Or If It's Real But You're Bound To Lose If You Let The Blues Get You Scared To Feel

White Rhythm Is Waltzes, Marches, And The Polka. In Africa, Rhythm Is Used For A Celebratory Groove, But White Rhythm Doesn't Have Such An Enormous Vocabulary Of Spirits. It's Basically Militant.

The Pirate He Will Sink You With A Kiss, He'll Steal Your Heart And Sail Away.