Let's Just Say, The American

There Are Parts Of Texas Where A Fly Lives 10,000 Years And A Man Can't Die Soon Enough.

We Survive Until, By Sheer Stamina, We Escape Into The Dim Innocence Of Our Own Adulthood And Its Forgetfulness.

From The Time I Was Little, I'd Been Kind Of Freaked Out By The Whole Deal With Large Groups Of People. And Even Moderate - Sized Groups Of People. It's Always Made Me Very Uncomfortable. It's Such A Strange Phenomenon, What Happens To People When They're All Moving In The Same Direction, All Chanting The Same Tune, The Same Line Of Slogans Or Something. That Stuff Always Seems Very Alien And Bizarre To Me, And Kind Of Scary.

The Truth Is Always An Insult Or A Joke, Lies Are Generally Tastier. We Love Them. The Nature Of Lies Is To Please. Truth Has No Concern For Anyone's Comfort

I Do Not Plan Any Painting, But Begin With Layers Of Textures And Colors. As I Layer The Colors, Something Is Suggested To Me From Within, And That Is How It Evolves.