A Man Paints With His Brains And

Your Gifts Lie In The Place Where Your Values, Passions And Strengths Meet. Discovering That Place Is The First Step Toward Sculpting Your Masterpiece, Your Life.

The Best Of Artists Hath No Thought To Show Which The Rough Stone In Its Superfluous Shell Doth Not Include; To Break The Marble Spell Is All The Hand That Serves The Brain Can Do.

The Sculpture Is Already Complete Within The Marble Block, Before I Start My Work. It Is Already There, I Just Have To Chisel Away The Superfluous Material.

Why Do You Send Fools To Judge My Work?

My Beard Towards Heaven, I Feel My Nape Support / The Back Of My Head, I Grow The Breast Of A Harpy / And My Brush As It Drips Continually / Upon My Face, Makes It A Gorgeous Floor.