The Reason For The Survival Of The

Art Is An Outsider, A Gypsy Over The Face Of The Earth.

Artists Must Be Men Of Wit, Consciously Or Unconsciously Philosophers; Read, Study And Think A Great Deal Of Life.

When The Artist Is Alive In Any Person, Whatever His Kind Of Work May Be, He Becomes An Inventive, Searching, Daring, Self-expressive Creature. He Becomes Interesting To Other People. He Disturbs, Upsets, Enlightens, And Opens Ways For Better Understanding. Where Those Who Are Not Artists Are Trying To Close The Book, He Opens It And Shows There Are Still More Pages Possible.

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

Be A Warhorse For Work And Enjoy Even The Struggle Against Defeat.