Every child has the spirit of creation. The rubbish of life often exterminates the spirit through plague and a souls own wretchedness.

I paint a woman's big rounded buttocks so that I want to reach out and stroke the dimpled flesh.

My talent is such that no undertaking, however vast in size... has ever surpassed my courage.

Every child has the spirit of creation. The rubbish of life often exterminates the spirit through plague and a souls own wretchedness.

My passion comes from the heavens, not from earthly musings