My Mirror Probes Down To The Heart.

Art Does Not Reproduce The Visible; It Makes Visible.

Art Does Not Reflect What Is Seen, Rather It Makes The Hidden Visible.

Every Artist Would Like To Live In The Central Organ Of Creation... Not All Are Destined To Get There... But Our Beating Hearts Drive Us Deep Down, Right Into The Pit Of Creation.

It Is Possible That A Picture Will Move Far Away From Nature And Yet Find Its Way Back To Reality. The Faculty Of Memory, Experience At A Distance Produces Pictorial Associations.

An Active Line On A Walk, Moving Freely, Without Goal. A Walk For A Walk's Sake.