I Advance All Of My Canvas At

There Is No Light Painting Or Dark Painting, But Simply Relations Of Tones.

I Am Beginning To Consider Myself Stronger Than All Those Around Me, And You Know That The Good Opinion I Have Of Myself Has Only Been Reached After Mature Consideration.

We Live In A Rainbow Of Chaos.

When I Judge Art, I Take My Painting And Put It Next To A God Made Object Like A Tree Or Flower. If It Clashes, It Is Not Art.

When I Start Thinking, All Is Lost.