I draw out of impatience. Once I am encountered with an idea, it has to become something, anything. It aches if I do not do anything about it. 

In life, where everything else is so dependent on other factors, art has become my intrinsic motivation. I can depend on it. I know, if nothing works out, my paintings will work out. No matter what shape it takes eventually, I simply surrender to it and accept it the way it shows up.