“What can be painted can be punished.”

I guess I’m a little weird. I like to talk to trees and animals. That’s okay though; I have more fun than most people.

You too can paint almighty pictures.

I started painting as a hobby when I was little. I didn’t know I had any talent. I believe talent is just a pursued interest. Anybody can do what I do.

However you think it should be, that’s exactly how it should be.

People might look at you a bit funny, but it’s okay. Artists are allowed to be a bit different.

We have no limits to our world. We’re only limited by our imagination.

Trees don’t grow even, they don’t grow straight just however it makes them happy.

It’s the imperfections that make something beautiful, that’s what makes it different and unique from everything else.

It’s so important to do something every day that will make you happy.

You need the dark in order to show the light.

You can do anything you want to do. This is your world.

We don’t make mistakes. We just have happy accidents.

We don’t laugh because we feel good, we feel good because we laugh.

There are thousands of very, very talented artists who will never be known, even after they are dead.

In painting, you have unlimited power. You have the ability to move mountains. You can bend rivers. But when I get home, the only thing I have power over is the garbage.

If you do too much, it’s going to lose its effectiveness.

If you understand your painting beforehand, you might as well not paint it.

You have to have an idea of what you are going to do, but it should be a vague idea.

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.

The fact I myself do not understand what my paintings mean while I am painting them does not imply that they are meaningless.

A good painter is to paint two main things, men and the working of man’s mind.

Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.

I am making things that inspire me with a profound emotion and I am trying to paint them honestly.

Painting completed my life. I lost three children and a series of other things that would have fulfilled my horrible life. My painting took the place of all of this. I think work is the best.