The purpose of music is to sober and quiet the mind, thus making it susceptible to divine influences.

With just one musician, you can really do an unlimited number of things on the inside of the piano, if you have at your disposal an exploded keyboard.

Get yourself out of whatever cage you find yourself in.

When you start working, everybody is in your studio- the past, your friends, enemies, the art world, and above all, your own ideas- all are there. But as you continue painting, they start leaving, one by one, and you are left completely alone. Then, if you are lucky, even you leave.

Why do you not do as I do? Letting go of your thoughts as though they were the cold ashes of a long dead fire?

Each something is a celebration of the nothing that supports it.

I want to change my way of seeing, NOT my way of feeling. I was perfectly happy about my feelings.