Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
To be outspoken is easy when you do not wait to speak the complete truth.
I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door - or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.