And Still I Am Learning.

Serene I Fold My Hands And Wait.

So Now, From This Mad Passion Which Made Me Take Art For An Idol And A King I Have Learnt The Burden Of Error That It Bore And What Misfortune Springs From Man's Desire... The World's Frivolities Have Robbed Me Of The Time That I Was Given For Reflecting Upon God.

The Idea Is There Locked Inside. All You Have To Do Is Remove The Excess Stone.

Every Beauty Which Is Seen Here By Persons Of Perception Resembles More Than Anything Else That Celestial Source From Which We All Are Come.

Critique By Creating.