Within One Hour Of Touching The Brush

Trees Don't Grow Even, They Don't Grow Straight Just However It Makes Them Happy.

Tender As A Mothers Love... And With My Mother, That Was Certainly True.

Most Painters Want Recognition, Especially By Their Peers.

I Don't Know If Anything In Nature Ever Grows Exactly The Same, But They Are Always Exactly As The Way It Should Be, Perfectly Itself.

I Stay Hidden. I'm Sort Of Hard To Find.