If I Think, Everything Is Lost.

The Louvre Is The Book In Which We Learn To Read.

Design And Color Are Not Distinct And Separate. As One Paints, One Draws. The More The Colors Harmonize, The More The Design Takes Form. When Color Is At It's Richest, Form Is At Its Fullest.

The Sun Penetrates Me Soundlessly Like A Distant Friend That Stirs Up My Laziness, Fertilizes It. We Bring Forth Life.

Right Now A Moment Of Time Is Fleeting By! Capture Its Reality In Paint! To Do That We Must Put All Else Out Of Our Minds. We Must Become That Moment, Make Ourselves A Sensitive Recording Plate...give The Image Of What We Actually See, Forgetting Everything That Has Been Seen Before Our Time.

Everything Is About To Disappear. You've Got To Hurry Up If You Still Want To See Things.