I Am A Poor Man And Of

Death And Love Are The Two Wings That Bear The Good Man To Heaven.

Already At Sixteen, My Mind Was A Battlefield: My Love Of Pagan Beauty, The Male Nude, At War With My Religious Faith. A Polarity Of Themes And Forms: One Spiritual, The Other Earthly.

To Know Each Other Is The Best Way To Understand Each Other. To Understand Each Other Is The Only Way To Love Each Other.

Every Block Of Stone Has A Statue Inside It And It Is The Task Of The Sculptor To Discover It.

The Greatest Artist Has No Conception Which A Single Block Of White Marble Does Not Potentially Contain Within Its Mass, But Only A Hand Obedient To The Mind Can Penetrate To This Image.