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Love Wants To Rise, Not To Be Held Down By Anything Base... He Who Loves Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; He Is Free And Nothing Holds Him Back. Derive Happiness From Yourself, From A Good Day's Work, From The Clearing That It Makes In The Fog That Surrounds Us.

The Model For Me Is A Touchstone, It Is A Door Which I Must Break Open In Order To Reach The Garden In Which I Am Alone And Feel Good, Even The Model Exists Only For What Use I Can Make Of It.

Fit The Parts Together, One Into The Other, And Build Your Figure Like A Carpenter Builds A House. Everything Must Be Constructed, Composed Of Parts That Make A Whole.

I Have Always Sought To Be Understood And, While I Was Taken To Task By Critics Or Colleagues, I Thought They Were Right, Assuming I Had Not Been Clear Enough To Be Understood. This Assumption Allowed Me To Work My Whole Life Without Hatred And Even Without Bitterness Toward Criticism, Regardless Of Its Source. I Counted Solely On The Clarity Of Expression Of My Work To Gain My Ends. Hatred, Rancor, And The Spirit Of Vengeance Are Useless Baggage To The Artist. His Road Is Difficult Enough For Him To Cleanse His Soul Of Everything Which Could Make It More So.

If Drawing Belongs To The World Of Spirit And Color To That Of The Senses, You Must Draw First To Cultivate The Spirit.