When I was in art college, I would be painting, and I would create something on a canvas that was actually quite attractive. But if I got frightened and tried to protect that, that canvas would die.

Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can

Something about teaching is curiously attractive, actually. I don't know what it is.

I had my moments when I got very frightened that I would not recover.

There is something beautiful about a blank canvas, the nothingness of the beginning that is so simple and breathtakingly pure. It’s the paint that changes its meaning and the hand that creates the story. Every piece begins the same, but in the end they are all uniquely different.

I love women more on canvas than real life, for they seldom change on canvas!