I remember that, although I was full of fervour, I didn't have the slightest inkling, even at forty, of the deeper side to the movement we were pursuing by instinct. It was in the air!
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I began to understand my sensations, to know what I wanted, at around the age of forty - but only vaguely.
And I remember walking in there and, I must say, I was quite unnerved the closer I got to it.
At 60, the mind was sharp but the body complained. The legs were willing to make all the right moves but the muscles gave out too early.
And I agreed the feeling of action as he was flying or jumping or leaping - a flowing cape would give it movement. It really helped, and it was very easy to draw.
My brother and I were meditating before we were 6 years old, having to stare at the wall and chant.
I was a crazy young man who let himself be blinded by his passions and obeyed only the impulses of the moment.
The biggest thing I remember is that there was just no transition. You hit the ground diapering.
I do remember when it occurred to me the first time, when I got the idea of painting the way I feel at a given moment. I was sitting in a chair and felt it pressing against me. I still have the drawings where I depicted the sensation of sitting.
I rode into the dawning world of television in 1944 on a train.
I discovered very early that it wasn't quite enough for me to imitate people.
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