Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us and it was very still but there were whispers.
I've been working on the soprano saxophone for 40 years and the possibilities are astounding. It's up to you the only limit is the imagination.
You have to sound sad first of all then maybe later you can sound good.
I think it is in collaboration that the nature of art is revealed.
Nobody was playing the soprano saxophone and certainly nobody was trying to...
Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between...
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination...
I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with...
