Thoughts from one of my favorite artists this morning, as I gather myself together after Wednesday's surgery. Friday rambles will return next week.
. . . creative evils are beaten with the power of knowledge and understanding. By taking pains. By not tolerating mediocrity and mediocre thinking in ourselves. By treating ourselves to the exhilaration of our honest and elevated desires. By honoring craftsmanship and attention to detail. By patience and perseverance. By appreciating the prior and current light of others. By the realization of the responsibility of it all. And the epiphany that even through the act of art we can be our brother’s keepers.
There is always something eating away at what we could be. But the real termites of our studios are the ones that eat away at the clarity of our love.
(1936 - 2014)
The Painters Keys
Friday, July 29, 2016
resting easy in brush and lens