Watercolors Is The First And

I Paint The Way I Do Because I Can Keep On Putting More And More Things In - Like Drama, Pain, Anger, Love, A Figure, A Horse, My Ideas Of Space. It Doesn't Matter If It Differs From Mine, As Long As It Comes From The Painting, Which Has Its Own Integrity And Intensity.

Man's Own Form In Space - His Body - Was A Private Prison; And That It Was Because Of This Imprisoning Misery - Because He Was Hungry And Overworked And Went To A Horrid Place Called Home Late At Night In The Rain, And His Bones Ached And His Head Was Heavy.

Content Is A Glimpse.

Flesh Was The Reason Why Oil Painting Was Invented

I See The Canvas And I Begin... It's A Necessary Evil To Get Into The Work, And It's Pretty Marvelous To Be Able To Get Out Of It.