Everybody Has Dreams. You Are Living The

Within One Hour Of Touching The Brush To Canvas For The First Time, My Students Have A Total, Complete Painting.

I Don't Know If Anything In Nature Ever Grows Exactly The Same, But They Are Always Exactly As The Way It Should Be, Perfectly Itself.

We Artists Are A Different Breed Of People. We're A Happy Bunch.

Tender As A Mothers Love... And With My Mother, That Was Certainly True.

People Look At Me Like I'm A Little Strange, When I Go Around Talking To Squirrels And Rabbits And Stuff. That's Ok. That's Just Ok.