宇宙
Every stroke of the brush is a conversation with the universe.
Humor is just another defense against the universe.
I turn myself into a dot and merge with the universe.
The mystery of the universe is in these dots.
The sun is the soul of the universe, and the earth is its body.
The poet is the voice of the silent universe.
The universe is not hostile, nor yet is it friendly. It is simply indifferent.
"You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection."
The dots are my language, and the universe is my canvas.
The dots are my way of communicating with the universe.
The universe is full of mysteries, and my art is my way of exploring them.
I want to disappear into the universe, become part of it.