The artist lies on his back in a boat floating in the
harbor of St. Petersburg. A sign on the embarkment reads "Don't drop anchor"
. Actually the artist can't drop anchor anywhere. The artist lives in a foreign
land, can't return, can come home only in a dream. The boat, reality pulls
him (her,me) back out to sea.
I like to bring a certain measure of kindness to art. I like people and I would like people who love each other
to be united by my art. I am an artist because I love beauty and kindness. That's the way to be in the world.