I like combination of red and green. In Graz the trams are green, and here in Vienna they are red. I guess too much sitting with pictures makes me asocial. After many hours of privacy I find it difficult to bare prolonged small talks. I read yesterday letters of Vincent van Gogh to his brother. He knew he was wild and asocial, and also knew he would stay in state of extreme poverty till the end of his life. He wrote that painting was hard physical work. Only he himself knew true value of his art at that time. It is the same with all of us. Only we ourselves can estimate our own efforts. We go forward, not because others value or don’t value us. What have been written or said, can not be changed.