Everything In Nature Takes Its Form From

Studying The Model And Realizing It Is Sometimes Very Slow In Coming For The Artist.

If Isolation Tempers The Strong, It Is The Stumbling-block Of The Uncertain.

You Say A New Era In Art Is Preparing; You Sensed It Coming; Continue Your Studies Without Weakening. God Will Do The Rest.

Art Is A Harmony Parallel With Nature.

Under This Fine Rain I Breathe In The Innocence Of The World. I Feel Coloured By The Nuances Of Infinity. At This Moment I Am One With My Picture. We Are An Iridescent Chaos.