At forty-five, I consider myself to be a young artist. I spent my twenties developing my visual vocabulary. In my thirties, I investigated different compositional frameworks. I received very little formal training, but I have devoted myself to extensive independent study.
In the next twenty years, I expect to have achieved some degree of mastery over my practiced arts. I am a painter, a writer, a sculptor, a musician, and a player at tai chi. These are all creative disciplines through which I convey my consciousness as it perceives the universe.
I have struggled with taking the world seriously. I am now at the phase of my life, where I have the proficiency and the confidence to go into business for myself. There is much value in the work that I produce, and my remarkable ideas are unreplicable.