The Residuum Of Another's Expression Can Never

I Simply Try To Put Down Colors Which Render My Sensation

Truth And Reality In Art Begin At The Point Where The Artist Ceases To Understand What He Is Doing And Capable Of Doing - Yet Feels In Himself A Force That Becomes Steadily Stronger... And More Concentrated.

Hatred Is A Parasite That Devours All. One Doesn't Build Upon Hatred, But Upon Love.

There Are Wonderful Things In Jazz, The Improvisation, The Liveliness, The Being At One With The Audience.

It Is My Dream To Create An Art Which Is Filled With Balance, Purity And Calmness, Freed From A Subject Matter That Is Disconcerting Or Too Attention-seeking. In My Paintings, I Wish To Create A Spiritual Remedy, Similar To A Comfortable Armchair Which Provides Rest From Physical Expectation For The Spiritually Working, The Businessman As Well As The Artist.