In this twentieth century, to stop rushing around, to sit quietly on the grass, to switch off the world and come back to the earth, to allow the eye to see a willow, a bush, a cloud, a leaf, is an unforgettable experience.

Merely looking at the world around us is immensely different from seeing it.

Art is neither a profession nor a hobby. Art is a way of being.

I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen

The local painters were my idols...These artists, too, were grown-ups, but they were grown-ups who could still see! Their eye was still in love! Like mine!

What is spiritual experience? A snowflake melting, a bee sucking honey, a fat man at a traffic light. Trivia.

Illusion is the mantle of the Real