A Complete Life May Be

It Makes Me Happy To Encounter Goodness, Love Of Work, Humane Intelligence, And People No Matter At What Kind Of Job, Be It Ever So Humble, Or Ever So Exalted, Who Do It Well And Con Amore.

Between Truth And The Search For It, I Choose The Second.

The Ultimate Justification Of The Work Of Art Is To Help The Spectator To Become A Work Of Art Himself.

I Walk In The Garden, I Look At The Flowers And Shrubs And Trees And Discover In Them An Exquisiteness Of Contour, A Vitality Of Edge, Or A Vigour Of Spring, As Well As An Infinite Variety Of Colour That No Artefact I Have Seen In The Last Sixty Years Can Rival...each Day, As I Look, I Wonder Where My Eyes Were Yesterday.

I Wonder Whether Art Has A Higher Function Than To Make Me Feel, Appreciate, And Enjoy Natural Objects For Their Art Value?