There Is No Art Without Contemplation.

You Pass People On The Street, Some Are For You, Some Are Not.

Beauty Is An Intangible Thing; Can Not Be Fixed On The Surface, And The Wear And Tear Of Old Age On The Body Cannot Defeat It. Nor Will A "pretty" Face Make It, For "pretty" Faces Are Often Dull And Empty, And Beauty Is Never Dull And It Fills All Spaces.

After All, The Goal Is Not Making Art. It Is Living A Life. Those Who Live Their Lives Will Leave The Stuff That Is Really Art.

Whatever You Feel Or Think Your Exact State At The Exact Moment Of Your Brush Touching The Canvas Is In Some Way Registered In That Stroke.

Do Not Worry About Your Originality. You Could Not Get Rid Of It Even If You Wanted To.