I'm A Little Young For Retirement.

My Parents Told Me I'd Point To A Bed Of Flowers And Say 'pink. Pretty,' Before I Knew Any Other Words.

Van Gogh Was Impulsive.

I Think I Would Go Further Into Fine Arts, I Think, If I Were To Continue.

I Assume There Must Be Some Kind Of Genetic Thrust. My Two Grandmothers Were Very Different, But Both Of Them Were Frustrated Musicians.

I'm A Fine Artist Working In A Commercial Arena, So That's My Cross To Bear