I Am Not Altogether Displeased With The

Painting Is Damned Difficult - You Always Think You've Got It, But You Haven't.

I Am Still Searching For The Expression Of Those Confused Sensations That We Bring With Us At Birth.

The Landscape Becomes Human, Becomes A Thinking, Living Being Within Me. I Become One With My Picture...we Merge In An Iridescent Chaos.

It Is Necessary To Introduce Light Vibrations, Represented By Reds And Yellows, And A Sufficient Amount Of Blues, To Obtain An Airy Feeling.

I Owe You The Truth In Painting, And I Will Tell It To You.