Art = A Mad Search For Individualism.

Oh Yes! He Loved Yellow, Did Good Vincent...when The Two Of Us Were Together In Arles, Both Of Us Insane, And Constantly At War Over Beautiful Colors, I Adored Red; Where Could I Find A Perfect Vermilion?

Without Delay I Began Work, Without Hesitation And All Of A Fever.

It Was So Simple To Paint Things As I Saw Them; To Put Without Special Calculation A Red Close To A Blue.

Stressing Output Is The Key To Improving Productivity, While Looking To Increase Activity Can Result In Just The Opposite.

How To Re-light The Fire The Very Ashes Of Which Are Scattered?