I have lived with my parents for thirty years.
I have taught in my school for seven years.
I have loved and lost.
What else can I not do?
And even if I fail, what difference does it make?
The truth is, I cannot expect to produce five works and they are all 'hits'. Every step is part of the journey. Each sketch, drawing or painting is a part of the journey.
Sailing out into the open sea with no destination in mind.
I need to believe in myself that I will get better. Turner and the Chinese painters have shown me the way.
The open sea. The other world. A series of notes, sketches, drawings, paintings, and ideas by sin.
I mustn't rush. I must work very slowly.
I am a self-concious and self-absorbed young man.
That the artist is inspired, will be discovered, and will become rich and famous is a myth that does not happen and has no real value in it.
Thee is no need for me to prove that I can draw or paint. In fact, it would be better if people look at my work and think that I cannot draw or paint.
I find that I am closer to the old-school and narrow-minded people in the old academies rather than the rebel or revolutionary. I need to change.