Color Is Only Beautiful When It Means

You Can Do Anything You Want To Do. What Is Rare Is This Actual Wanting To Do A Specific Thing: Wanting It So Much That You Are Practically Blind To All Other Things, That Nothing Else Will Satisfy You.

Beauty Is No Material Thing. Beauty Cannot Be Copied. Beauty Is The Sensation Of Pleasure On The Mind Of The Seer. No Thing Is Beautiful. But All Things Await The Sensitive And Imaginative Mind That May Be Aroused To Pleasurable Emotion At Sight Of Them. This Is Beauty.

Those Who Cannot Begin Do Not Finish.

The Object, Which Is Back Of Every True Work Of Art, Is The Attainment Of A State Of Being, A State Of High Functioning, A More Than Ordinary Moment Of Existence. In Such Moments Activity Is Inevitable, And Whether This Activity Is With Brush, Pen, Chisel, Or Tongue, Its Result Is But A By-product Of The State, A Trace, The Footprint Of The State.

Drawing Is Not Following A Line On The Model, It Is Drawing Your Sense Of The Thing.