Gazing On Beautiful Things Acts On My

Trifles Make Perfection But Perfection Is Not A Trifle

The Best Artist Has That Thought Alone Which Is Contained Within The Marble Shell; The Sculptor's Hand Can Only Break The Spell To Free The Figures Slumbering In The Stone.

Love Lent Me Wings; My Path Was Like A Stair; A Lamp Unto My Feet, That Sun Was Given; And Death Was Safety And Great Joy To Find; But Dying Now, I Shall Not Climb To Heaven.

Art Is A Shadow Of Divine Perfection.

Lorenzo De' Medici Seeks Highly Skilled, Aesthetically Oriented Individual To Conceive And Implement Several Major Public Projects. You Are A Generalist With Sound Training In Structural Engineering, Synthesis Of Pigments And Christian Iconography. Some Climbing Involved