If You Can Imagine It...it

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

When It Comes Right Down To It, All You Have Is Your Self. Your Self Is A Sun With A Thousand Rays.

When I Am Told I Am Too Old To Do Something, I Try To Do It Right Away.

When You Start With A Portrait And Search For A Pure Form, A Clear Volume, Through Successive Eliminations, You Arrive Inevitably At The Egg. Likewise, Starting With The Egg And Following The Same Process In Reverse, One Finishes With The Portrait.

It Is The Object Which Aroused The Artist, Stimulated His Ideas And Set Of His Emotions. These Ideas And Emotions Will Be Imprisoned In His Work For Good.