Something In Me Knows Where

I Continue To Get Further Away From The Usual Painter's Tools Such As Easel, Palette, Brushes, Etc.

It Seems To Me That The Modern Painter Cannot Express This Age, The Airplane, The Atom Bomb, The Radio, In The Old Forms Of The Renaissance Or Of Any Other Past Culture. Each Age Find Its Own Technique.

I Want To Express My Feelings Rather Than Illustrate Them.

He Drove His Kind Of Realism At Me So Hard I Bounced Right Into Nonobjective Painting.

There Is No Accident, Just As There Is No Beginning And No End.