I paint because I must.

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If I knew the words, I would not need to paint.

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Painting is a journey within, a dialogue with myself.

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The product is a feeling words cannot express, like the gentle loving caress of a warm summer breeze against your cheek.

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The dream is to capture a fleeting moment of nature’s beauty so that others may enjoy.

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The hope is to recall the peaceful strength of a world that man has not troubled.

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Painting is a journey into the unknown, a dialogue with the world.

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I would paint even if I knew the words.

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I paint because I must.