February 17, 2002

Interviewer: In comparison to 1999, what changes do you see in your art?

Every day is a new lesson learned—has anyone studied Picasso’s private practice grounds? Or did they; like they, would mine… throw them away? The great artists had to have throw aways! The art they fell out of love with… All things can’t be a classic masterpiece. The great artists displayed their works to only those who supported them. How else could they have made it? I don’t believe the masters of art knew everything—nor do I wish to believe Picasso had the touch every time he put paint on the tip of his brush. The great artists had to have heard silence—where else did the painted music come from? To be so decisive in expressing it, only to give it away or sell it for thousands and thousands of dollars—tell me, who was the real critic?

note: The reason why the interviewer asked about 1999 is, because that’s where I was in my research for the book “One Man’s 1021 Thoughts.” I stood in 2002 looking back at the works of three years earlier. Today is December 12, 2005, and another three years have passed. I’m doing research for “Another 1021 Thoughts.” Today, I’m looking back at the artist of 2002, and starring into the soul of the artist from 1999—this is why writing on a daily basis is such the perfect gift from God. I see so much; feel even more, while hearing the soft strokes of a brush igniting the imagination of a self destined to be creative. How many people can say, “I have physical proof of my growth—from seed to death?”