What A Genius, That Picasso. It Is

Will God Or Someone Give Me The Power To Breathe My Sigh Into My Canvases, The Sigh Of Prayer And Sadness, The Prayer Of Salvation, Of Rebirth?

The Habit Of Ignoring Nature Is Deeply Implanted In Our Times. This Attitude Reminds Me Of People Who Never Look You In The Eye; I Find Them Disturbing And Always Have To Look Away.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul. All Souls Are Sacred, The Soul Of All The Bipeds In Every Quarter Of The Globe.

I Work In Whatever Medium Likes Me At The Moment.