Only God Creates. The Rest Of Us

No One Has Mastery, Before He Is At The End, Of His Art And His Life.

If People Knew How Hard I Worked At My Art, They Would Not Consider Me A Genius.

Good Painting Is The Kind That Looks Like Sculpture.

I Created A Vision Of David In My Mind And Simply Carved Away Everything That Was Not David.

Already At Sixteen, My Mind Was A Battlefield: My Love Of Pagan Beauty, The Male Nude, At War With My Religious Faith. A Polarity Of Themes And Forms: One Spiritual, The Other Earthly.