I Was Never The Kind Of Painter

Good Painting Is The Kind That Looks Like Sculpture.

Beauty Depends On Purpose. It Is In The Elements Best Suited To Their Purpose Or Aim That Beauty Shines Forth Most Strongly.

Love Lent Me Wings; My Path Was Like A Stair; A Lamp Unto My Feet, That Sun Was Given; And Death Was Safety And Great Joy To Find; But Dying Now, I Shall Not Climb To Heaven.

I Feast On Wine And Bread, And Feasts They Are.

An Artist Does His Most Difficult Work When He Steps Back From The Blank Canvas And Thinks About What He Is Going To Create.