“You gotta know when it’s time to hang up. But when I finally go, let me go out on stage, my perfect ending. Don’t let me go when I’m sick or asleep. Let me be in motion.”

When I want to check out how my lifes been, I go through my albums. They steps in my life.

Leave them wanting more and you know theyll call you back.

I started with Sam Cooke when I was 6 or 7 years old.

I am very much interested in the so-called useless object. I mean, it takes perfect craftsmanship, beautiful material carefully measured and crafted, but at the same time it’s really useless.

Our own intuition of what we’re called to is reality speaking to us individually and perfectly. We have to listen to how the Infinite talks to us and leads us. Reality, Life the Infinite, God, has a way of leading us in just the perfect way, if we will only just listen to it.

You can’t make a perfect painting. We can see perfection in our minds. But we can’t make a perfect painting.

I hope I have made it clear that the work is about perfection as we are aware of it in our minds but that the paintings are very far from being perfect – completely removed in fact – even as we ourselves are.

Beauty and happiness and life are all the same and they are pervasive, unattached and abstract and they are our only concern.

I often paint tranquility. If you stop thinking and rest, then a little happiness comes into your mind. At perfect rest you are comfortable.

They are immeasurable, completely lacking in substance. They are perfect and sublime. This is the subject matter of art.

I acknowledge that we are all human and are on a journey. We are not born perfect, mistakes are inevitable.