I Paint With My Back

Beauty Is The Mystery Of Life. It Is Not In The Eye, It Is In The Mind.

Happiness Is Being On The Beam With Life - To Feel The Pull Of Life

I Used To Meditate Until I Learned To Stop Thinking.

Of All The Pitfalls In Our Paths And The Tremendous Delays And Wanderings Off The Track, I Want To Say That They Are Not What They Seem To Be. I Want To Say That All That Seems Like Fantastic Mistakes Are Not Mistakes, All That Seems Like Error Is Not Error; And It All Has To Be Done. That Which Seems Like A False Step Is The Next Step.

Anything Can Be Painted Without Representation.