Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not

Nothing Grows Well In The Shade Of A Big Tree.

When You See A Fish You Don't Think Of Its Scales, Do You? You Think Of Its Speed, Its Floating, Flashing Body Seen Through The Water... If I Made Fins And Eyes And Scales, I Would Arrest Its Movement, Give A Pattern Or Shape Of Reality. I Want Just The Flash Of Its Spirit.

To See Far Is One Thing, Going There Is Another.

Simplicity Is Complexity Resolved

Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not Just Show The Photographs?