Acceptance, under someone else's terms, is worse than rejection.
It changed my life. I saw art then as I wanted to see it.
If painting is no longer needed, it seems a pity that some of us are born into the world with such a passion for line and color.
I am independent! I can live alone and I love to work.
I have touched with a sense of art some people-they felt the love and the life. Can you offer me anything to compare to that joy for an artist?
I used to go and flatten my nose against that window and absorb all I could of his art. It changed my life. I saw art then as I wanted to see it.