Mankind Was Not Meant To

I Love Christmas Tree Bulbs, And I Started Putting Them In My Paintings. You've Got To Plug This Painting In, And It's Got A Rig In The Back, So That Each One Can Be Replaced If It Burns Out.

Ideas Are Floating Like Fish. Desire For An Idea Is Like A Bait On A Hook. If You Desire An Idea, It Pulls And It Makes A Kind Of A Bait. Ideas Will Come Swimming Up. And You Don't Know Them Until They Enter The Conscious Mind. And Then Bingo! There It Is! You Know It Instantly. And Then More Come In. If You Go Fishing For Ideas, A Lot Of Ideas Will Just Pop In. And One Of Them Will Make You Fall In Love.

Inside, We Are Ageless And When We Talk To Ourselves, It’s The Same Age Of The Person We Were Talking To When We Were Little. It’s The Body That Is Changing Around That Ageless Center.

We Think We Understand The Rules When We Become Adults But What We Really Experience Is A Narrowing Of The Imagination.

Well, I've Been Blessed With Good Hair, Or At Least Some People Think It Is. It Is The Way It Is, Sort Of Does What It Wants To. So, Yeah, I Guess It Is [a Metaphor For Your Views On Art And Life].