I Have Been No More Than A

Arrival = Prison, And The Artist Must Never Be A Prisoner.

An Artist Who Wants To Transpose A Composition Onto A Larger Canvas Must Conceive It Over Again In Order To Preserve Its Expression; He Must Alter Its Character And Not Just Fill In The Squares Into Which He Has Divided His Canvas.

Beauty Comes From The Balance Between Two And Three Dimensions, Between Abstraction And Representation - I Seek The Equilibrium Behind Changing Appearances.

Hatred, Rancor, And The Spirit Of Vengeance Are Useless Baggage To The Artist. His Road Is Difficult Enough For Him To Cleanse His Soul Of Everything Which Could Make It More So.

The Energy Within You Is Stronger Than Ever For Being Held Back, Compressed, And Said No To.