Painting is the subject of painting.

There is just no end to reality. You can keep going closer into it, but you never ever come out the other end.

With all its variety and liveliness, color acts in the work of art as blood does as it circulates through our bodies. Color is what keeps the painting alive and moving.

Color is a language. It is the language of painting. How painting expresses itself is in large part with color.

The way I paint, the scale of the information in the images which I want to paint demand space.

I have learned from nature that all is equal... all is equal and in balance. I see everything as fitting together.

The water color process takes me and itself to a destination I hadn't even known existed... Whatever I put down on the page, the paint will dry as it wants to.

I like the idea of the painting looking at the viewer than the other way around.

Watercolor is an alchemical medium - colors mixing with water, joining with it, being extended by it - creating new life where none had been before.

The older I get, the more I feel that color is what painting is. Painting is primarily color.

Some things are not worth fighting for and some are worth dying for, Wisdom helps you understand which are which.

The sacred stillness of your brilliant hearthas as the myriad wonders masqueraded.But if you knew this secret from the start, then you'd have quit this Game before you played it.

How can you wonder your travels do you no good, when you carry yourself around with you?

Ideology and communication more often than not run into each other rather than complement each other. Principle and communication work together. Ideology and communication often work apart.

As people talk, text and browse, telecommunication networks are capturing urban flows in real time and crystallizing them as Googles traffic congestion maps.

Be an earnest student of yourself. Study your leading desires and tendencies.

I've gone through most of my life not believing anything. Either I know or I don't know, or I think.

It was a fine cancer experience, as cancer experiences go.

Everything we see… is just the visible part of reality.

His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.