What Matters Most To Me? To Work

To Arrive Is To Be In Prison.

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

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

Truth And Reality In Art Do Not Arise Until You No Longer Understand What You Are Doing And Are Capable Of But Nevertheless Sense A Power That Grows In Proportion To Your Resistance.

The Portrait Is One Of The Most Curious Art Forms. It Demands Special Qualities In The Artist, And An Almost Total Kinship With The Model.