I love Wayne Thiebeaud.
I love his paintings very much as himself. He is a such intelligent human being with gentleman’s humor.
I moved to this country in 1982. I didn’t know about him.
Now I remember when we went to De Young Museum in San Francisco around 1990. I saw paintings of cakes. I was not so interested in these paintings. Back then I was so fascinated in American Super Realism.
In a few years I started to see his paintings more carefully. Now I love them. His composition, colors and his humor tickles me.