Only The Gentle Are Ever Really Strong.

I’m A Serious-minded And Intense Little Devil – Terribly Gauche And So Tense That I Don’t See How People Can Stay In The Same Room As Me. I Know I Couldn’t Tolerate Myself.

Am I In Love? Absolutely. I'm In Love With Ancient Philosophers, Foreign Painters, Classic Authors, And Musicians Who Have Died Long Ago. I'm A Passionate Lover. I Fawn Over These People. I Have Given Them My Heart And My Soul. The Trouble Is, I'm Unable To Love Anyone Tangible. I Have Sacrificed A Physical Bond, For A Metaphysical Relationship. I Am The Ultimate Idealistic Lover.

I Think The One Thing This Picture Shows That's New Is The Psychological Disproportion Of The Kids' Demands On The Parents. Parents Are Often At Fault, But The Kids Have Some Work To Do, Too.

At Times There Seems To Be A Million Ideas Worth Painting. However, There Are Days When It's A Challenge To Pull Any Idea Together. On These Days I Go To My Studio, Leaf Through An Art History Book, And Tell Myself That I Am Part Of This Great Tradition.

An Hour Or Two Of Learning From The Masters Is Usually Enough To Recharge My Artistic Batteries.