The Greatest Mystery Of All Is Reality.

I Do Not Weep: I Loathe Tears, For They Are A Sign Of Slavery.

Space, And Space Again, Is The Infinite Deity Which Surrounds Us And In Which We Are Ourselves Contained.

When Spiritual, Metaphysical, Material, Or Immaterial Events Come Into My Life, I Can Only Fix Them By Way Of Painting.

One Thing Is Sure - We Have To Transform The Three-dimensional World Of Objects Into The Two-dimensional World Of The Canvas.. ..to Transform Three Into Two Dimensions Is For Me An Experience Full Of Magic In Which I Glimpse For A Moment That Fourth Dimension Which My Whole Being Is Seeking.

What Are You? What Am I? Those Are The Questions That Constantly Persecute And Torment Me And Perhaps Also Play Some Part In My Art.