Impulses are hard to come by these days.
It was a movement that had all the art critics, all the museum directors in its thrall.
The satirical direction I have chosen is an indication of my disappointment in man, which is the opposite way of saying that I have high expectations for the human race.
I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.
I have never learned to draw a hand well enough, so why should I stop trying now?
I am primarily concerned with the condition of man.