An artist may sustain a body of work as an ecosystem, in which every part is used to every advantage, not consuming any part without regenerating it.
Jan PeacockThe imagination is a spiritual apparatus. Unable to invent the world, it does the next best thing, and that is to assemble it piecemeal, ugly and strange, bright and clear, and dumbly discovered.
Jan PeacockNaturally, patterns emerge through repetition, and repetition yields up a type of discovery that reveals everything about itself, especially its sorry limits.
Jan Peacock