Drawing And Color Are By

I Am Not Altogether Displeased With The Shirt-front.

Time And Reflection... Modify, Little By Little, Our Vision, And At Last Comprehension Comes To Us.

Everything In Nature Takes Its Form From The Sphere, The Cone And The Cylinder.

The Landscape Becomes Human, Becomes A Thinking, Living Being Within Me. I Become One With My Picture...we Merge In An Iridescent Chaos.

Right Now A Moment Of Time Is Fleeting By! Capture Its Reality In Paint! To Do That We Must Put All Else Out Of Our Minds. We Must Become That Moment, Make Ourselves A Sensitive Recording Plate...give The Image Of What We Actually See, Forgetting Everything That Has Been Seen Before Our Time.