I feel like there's too many paintings left unpainted that I just don't want to take the time away.

I have the nicest life in the world.

I found I have to stay painting.

History has spurts and then is steady, and then maybe even backing up a step, and then forward again.

Eventually there are going to be cities in space.

But I'm the only one who can paint the moon, because I'm the only one who knows whether that's right or not.