Nothing Is Confused Except The Mind.

A Truly Poetic Canvas Is An Awakened Dream.

Too Often We Tend To Reduce What Is Strange To What Is Familiar. I Intend To Restore The Familiar To The Strange.

Art Evokes The Mystery Without Which The World Would Not Exist.

Only Thought Can Resemble. It Resembles By Being What It Sees, Hears, Or Knows; It Becomes What The World Offers It.

The Purpose Of Art Is Mystery.