I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.

I can't work completely out of my imagination-I must put my foot in a bit of truth-and then I can fly free.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.

I love to study the many things that grow below the corn stalks and bring them back to the studio to study the color. If one could only catch that true color of nature - the very thought of it drives me mad.

If you clean it up, get analytical, all the subtle joy and emotion you felt in the first place goes flying out the window.

Believe in yourself and believe in love. Love something.

I dream a lot. I do more painting when I'm not painting. It's in the subconscious.