I'm Knocked Out, I've Never

All I Did Was To Look At What The Universe Showed Me, To Let My Brush Bear Witness To It.

I Haven't Many Years Left Ahead Of Me And I Must Devote All My Time To Painting, In The Hope Of Achieving Something Worthwhile In The End, Something If Possible That Will Satisfy Me.

It's Enough To Drive You Crazy, Trying To Depict The Weather, The Atmosphere, The Ambience.

What Is It That's Taken Hold Of Me, For Me To Carry On Like This In Relentless Pursuit Of Something Beyond My Powers?

It Is Better To Have Done Something Than To Have Been Someone.