Bill Evans is a real serious jazz pianist who, in my book, crossed over boundaries in terms of color. He used the piano as his canvas.
“Have any of our friends got off the Island with their families, or what must they submit to? Despotism or destruction, I fear, is their fate.”
“All the sculptures of today, like those of the past, will end one day in pieces... So it is important to fashion ones work carefully in its smallest recess and charge every particle of matter with life.”