Painting Is Something That Takes Place Among

In The Night, I Wish To Speak With The Angel To Find Out If She Recognizes My Eyes, If She Will Ask Me: Do You See Eden? And I’ll Reply: Eden Burns.

The Only Journey Is The One Within.

Go Into Yourself. Dig Into Yourself For A Deep Answer

A Kind Of Memory That Tells Us That What We're Now Striving For Was Once Nearer And Truer And Attached To Us With Infinite Tenderness. Here All Is Distance, There It Was Breath. After The First Home The Second One Seems Draughty And Strangely Sexed.

Stand Up During Supper And Walk Outdoors, And Keep On Walking.