My dream maybe because of my family of course was to be a painter. I chose in one moment the direction of textiles from textiles I went to fashion.

I always thought that one of the reasons why a painter likes especially to have other painters look at his or her work is the shared experience of having pushed paint around.

When I was very very young seven years old I heard there was school where you could go to learn to draw. That was my absolute driven passion to become an artist or a painter. So the romantic realist in me I studied to be a graphic design artist and an art teacher.

My parents were both actors my dad sort of quite early on. My mother acted for a while and now she's a painter.

My dad was always such a frustrated artist. He always worked very hard to support his family doing a bunch of ridiculous jobs. He wanted to be a painter but then he also wrote science-fiction novels in his spare time.

Every song has a composer every book has an author every car has a maker every painting has a painter and every building has a builder. So it isn't irrational to take this simple logic a little further and say that nature must have had a Maker. It would be irrational to believe that it made itself.

The humblest painter is a true scholar and the best of scholars the scholar of nature.

Sculpture is the best comment that a painter can make on painting.

I have a talent for happiness. I look with the eyes of a painter and I see beauty.

I like the fact that in ancient Chinese art the great painters always included a deliberate flaw in their work: human creation is never perfect.