The biggest part of painting perhaps is faith, and waiting receptively, content to go any way, not planning or forcing. The fear, though, is laziness. It is so easy to drift and finally be tossed up on the beach, derelict.

The spirit must be felt so intensely that it has power to call others in passing, for it must pass, not stop in the pictures.

As the woods are the same, the trees standing in their places, the rocks and the earth... they are always different too, as lights and shadows and seasons and moods pass through them.

Art is an aspect of God and there is only one God, but different people see Him in different ways. Though He is always the same He doesn't always look the same.

Inspiration is intention obeyed.

Writing is a strong easement for perplexity. My life is a map, spread out with all the rivers and hills showing.

Got a new pup. He is half griffon. The other half is mistake.