Painting seems like some kind of peculiar miracle that I need to have again and again.
In time, all great masterpieces turn into shameless creatures who laugh at their creators.
I became an artist because I wanted to be an active participant in the conversation about art.
Pragmatism is good prevention for problems.
Landscape is to American painting what sex and psychoanalysis are to the American novel.
In my heaven sweet melodies of the skies ripple pool of the sea playing sweet song to me, sharing tales of the past, blending with mine as mirage, painting new...I breathe in, am in love and alive...
In my experiences, the common critic of Christianity, when he thinks of Christianity, imagines a sort of elementary, Sunday School blunder of elements: fiery Hell, an angry God, 'try not to sin', 'be...
Listen to the sunset...see its pretty hue... When you see it, think of me...and I'll think of you...
You were born an original work of art. Stay original.
When you paint your lips, eye lids, nails or whatever, to look attractive, don't forget your up stairs(intellect) if you leave it behind, i will consider all other colors invalid.
An art prodigy of the 21st century has yet to be crowned. Or have they?