"Don't let it cut into your studio time."

Life is like that.

The studio is not life.

For awhile it felt like suicide to me, but i always returned.

In the early '90's i sold many paintings; it was a great relief to have enough money for once.

It seemed to clear out my mind as well as my studio.

i jumped into my car and headed out to California.

i drove and drove until i ran out of road.

i stood at the Pacific and paced the beach...

Then drove 3,500 miles back to my studio.