Colour Is The Touch Of

The Snow Reminded Me Of The Beauty And Mystery Of Creation, Of The Essential Joy That Is Life.

The Sight Of Snow Made Her Think How Beautiful And Short Life Is And How, In Spite Of All Their Enmities, People Have So Very Much In Common; Measured Against Eternity And The Greatness Of Creation, The World In Which They Lived Was Narrow. That's Why Snow Drew People Together. It Was As If Snow Cast A Veil Over Hatreds, Greed, And Wrath And Made Everyone Feel Close To One Another. -- Snow Pg 119

All Great Masters, In Their Work, Seek That Profound Void Within Color And Outside Time.

We're Not Stupid! We're Just Poor! And We Have A Right To Insist On This Distinction

Real Museums Are Places Where Time Is Transformed Into Space.