In classical oil painting, there seemed to be a radical turn to seeing things as the camera sees them, with that technological modification. I began to have a tremendous problem with all of this.

I was a student at Harvard, and that's where I learned about so-called avant-garde music. Jackson Pollock, abstract expressionism and painting were well known at this time.

Rock became an incredible commercial success, people just became bored with serious music, and it was forgotten.

When I began competing with the other artists in New York, I discovered classical North Indian music.

I began composing works which were imitative of the music I was being told about. I was also very interested in translating the music into visual terms.

Basically, at this time, I viewed any work of art as an imposition of another person's taste and saw the individual making this imposition as a kind of dictator.

When somebody says that all statements are false, the obvious problem is that as an assertion it's self-defeating.

I began demonstrating against serious culture. In hindsight, the actual course of events has been very humiliating for me, because no one picked up on the intellectual critique I made.

Around 1967 I began backing away from dogmatic Leninism, not so much because I thought it was false, I just decided there was nothing utopian about it.

A fully open mind could shatter the skull in both directions.

The purpose of concept art as a genre is to unbrainwash our mathematical and logical faculties.

We are all the same being. Union is the true reality of existence.

Toastmasters changed my life. They really did. Put me on the stage. I don’t know what I would have done without that positive boost.

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.

Everything that mattered, I learned from surfing.

They smile in my face, behind my back they talk trash, Mad and stuff because they don't have cash.

I can undertake and persevere even without hope of success.

There are demons and there are evil people in the world, and you post a picture like that and some cultist gets a hold of it or a coven and they begin muttering curses against an unborn child.

If we resist the temptation to allow other people to define who we are, then we will gradually be able to let the sun inside our own soul shine forth.

There's gonna be a general lack of toast in the neighborhood this morning.

Color, like everything else concerning visual expression, usually boils down to a gift, an innate sensibility and sensitivity. Ultimately, artists develop their own palette and color sense.