Art Is A Leap Into The Dark.

It Is Not What An Artist Does That Counts...but What He Is.

As An Artist, All I Need Is My Paints And Brushes - And Someone To Drag Me Away When The Canvas Is Done

For Me, There Are Two Kinds Of Women - Goddesses And Doormats.

I Don't Think I'm Wrong When I Say That The Most Beautiful Objects Of The "stone Age" Were Made Of Skin, Fabric, And Especially Wood. The "stone Age" Ought To Be Called The "wood Age." How Many African Statues Are Made Of Stone, Bone, Or Ivory? Maybe One In A Thousand! And Prehistoric Man Had No More Ivory At His Disposal Than African Tribes. Maybe Even Less. He Must Have Had Thousands Of Wooden Fetishes, All Gone Now.

For Me Painting Is A Dramatic Action In The Course Of Which Reality Finds Itself Split Apart