You can't make a perfect painting. We can see perfection in our minds. But we can't make a perfect painting.
It is commonly thought that everything that is can be put into words.
I'm very careful not to have ideas, because they're inaccurate.
I used to meditate until I learned to stop thinking.
When I think of art I think of beauty. Beauty is the mystery of life. It is not in the eye it is in the mind. In our minds there is awareness of perfection.
I would like my work to be recognized as being in the classical tradition (Coptic, Egyptian, Greek, Chinese), as representing the Ideal in the mind. Classical art cannot possibly be eclectic. One must see the ideal in one's own mind. It is like a memory - an awareness -of perfection.