“ We were created to look at one another, weren't we ”
So that's the telephone? They ring, and you run.
~ Edgar Degas
Muses work all day long and then at night get together and dance...
Art isn't something you marry it's something you rape.
It is all very well to copy what one sees, but it is far better to draw what one now only sees in one's memory. That is a transformation in which imagination collaborates with memory.
