Whatever You Feel Or Think

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.

Completion Does Not Depend On Material Representation. The Work Is Done When That Special Thing Has Been Said.

The Work Of The Art Student Is No Light Matter. Few Have The Courage And Stamina To Think It Through. You Have To Make Up Your Mind To Be Alone In Many Ways. We Like Sympathy And We Like To Be In Company. It Is Easier Than Going It Alone. But Alone One Gets Acquainted With Himself, Grows Up And On, Not Stopping With The Crowd. It Costs To Do This. If You Succeed Somewhat You May Have To Pay For It As Well As Enjoy It All Your Life.

Through Art, Mysterious Bonds Of Understanding And Of Knowledge Are Established Among Men. They Are The Bonds Of A Great Brotherhood. Those Who Are Of The Brotherhood Know Each Other, And Time And Space Cannot Separate Them.

Perhaps Whatever There Is In My Work That May Be Really Interesting To Others And Surely What Is Interesting To Me, Is The Result Of A Sometimes Successful Effort To Free Myself From Any Idea That What I Produce Must Be Art.