Happiness Is Being On The Beam With

When I Think Of Art I Think Of Beauty. Beauty Is The Mystery Of Life. It Is Not In The Eye It Is In The Mind. In Our Minds There Is Awareness Of Perfection.

What We Really Want To Do Is Serve Happiness. We Want Everyone To Be Happy, Never Unhappy Even For A Moment. We Want The Animals To Be Happy. The Happiness Of Every Living Thing Is What We Want.

It Would Be An Endless Battle If It Were All Up To Ego Because It Does Not Destroy And Is Not Destroyed By Itself It Is Like A Wave It Makes Itself Up, It Rushes Forward Getting Nowhere Really It Crashes, Withdraws And Makes Itself Up Again Pulls Itself Together With Pride Towers With Pride Rushes Forward Into Imaginary Conquest Crashes In Frustration Withdraws With Remorse And Repentance Pulls Itself Together With New Resolution

Inspiration Is There All The Time. For Everyone Whose Mind Is Not Clouded Over With Thoughts Whether They Realize It Or Not.

I Would Like My Work To Be Recognized As Being In The Classical Tradition (coptic, Egyptian, Greek, Chinese), As Representing The Ideal In The Mind. Classical Art Cannot Possibly Be Eclectic. One Must See The Ideal In One's Own Mind. It Is Like A Memory - An Awareness -of Perfection.