Passion Is The Bridge That Takes You

Painting Completed My Life.

What Would I Do Without The Absurd And The Ephemeral?

I Hope The Exit Is Joyful And I Hope Never To Return.

My Paintings Are Well-painted, Not Nimbly But Patiently. My Painting Contains In It The Message Of Pain. I Think That At Least A Few People Are Interested In It. It's Not Revolutionary. Why Keep Wishing For It To Be Belligerent? I Can't. Painting Completed My Life. I Lost Three Children And A Series Of Other Things That Would Have Fulfilled My Horrible Life. My Painting Took The Place Of All Of This. I Think Work Is The Best.

Feet, What Do I Need You For When I Have Wings To Fly?