Find some beauty along the way.
Which one is really my child? The one I brought forth with my own groans who has no liking for the thing I love most in all the world, or the stranger’s child whom fate placed in my life, the one who...
Look and look and don’t ever forget. Now, close your eyes. Here, give me your hand. And just feel. Can you feel the Earth move?
Think hard before you begin, then enter the work.
Painting. Carefully, I took down the goat, the chicken, and me and
What the world calls failure, I call learning.
Everybody works . . . . That's what life is. Work and a little play and a lot of prayer.
A woman can't stay hard when all around her is loveliness.
Where there is no human connection, there is no compassion. Without compassion, then community, commitment, loving-kindness, human understanding, and peace all shrivel. Individuals become isolated, th...
re: cutting glass..."You have to be in command of the glass, telling it where to release its hold on itself. Just like life. Otherwise it will splinter.
She thought of all the people in all the paintings she had seen that day, not just Father's, in all the paintings of the world, in fact. Their eyes, the particular turn of a head, their loneliness or...
To me, art begets art. Painting feeds the eye just as poetry feeds the ear, which is to say that both feed the soul.
Had been at the Vanderbilt mansion in Hyde Park all week,
Paint a self-portrait, for our parlor. I want to see that one eyebrow permanently arched, permanently skeptical—the look of someone who doesn’t suffer prudes easily.
No one but another painter could know the delicacy required to balance the complexities, to keep reality at bay in order to remain in the innermost center of his work.
Allowing beauty a place in the soul was a powerful antidote to the stress and strain of mortal life.
Surely a woman, not just a painter, needs a place where she can nurture her individuality, where she can become. Pascal
Styles are merely the copying of what others have done, perhaps done better than we. God has given us our talents so as not to copy the talents of others, but rather to use our own imagination to obta...
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It’s better to have a hunger and appreciation for beauty than to be merely beautiful. In the end, life is richer that way. She may learn that.