I miss reading . . . how I'm situated, you can't read, you just can't, it's not conducive to reading. |
Painting is just like a guy playing an instrument; it's something to look forward to the next day. When I was painting in Dixon, I was out of the place . . . and I made some money selling paintings. |
They talk about the f------ mob; at least we've got principles! |
What did he do wrong? . . . Did you break some law, or did you rub some people the wrong way? |
When he said that, I believed him, that he didn't send me here. |