It is extraordinary to see how the discovery of one single free stroke of paint can fill you with such joy and amazement.

Your art is part of the big painting of your life. You are on your own, standing by yourself in the middle of creation. In the beauty of that aloneness, and in how you respond to it, you will find your passion.

Chaos is the soul of creation. It plows the ground of intuition. Without chaos, nothing will grow.

You do not use art as a means to an end, but as a way to inhabit and explore the present. Right and wrong fade away; you recover your sense of what is authentic in you.

To play is to listen to the imperative inner force that wants to take form and be acted out without reason. It is the joyful, spontaneous expression of one's self. The inner force materializes the feeling and perception without planning or effort. That is what play is.

When you set aside the mantle of control in the painting process, images arise from ancient layers of the psyche.

There is this mysterious energy that wants us to keep growing.