After a half-century of hard work and reflection the wall is still there.
You study, you learn, but you guard the original naivete. It has to be within you, as desire for drink is within the drunkard or love is within the lover.
When I paint green, it doesn't mean grass; when I paint blue, it doesn't mean sky.
Cutting straight into color reminds me of the direct carving of the sculptor.
There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look.
Another word for creativity is courage.