I Am No Artist - Please Come

An Artist Must Have His Measuring Tools Not In The Hand, But In The Eye.

It Is Well With Me Only When I Have A Chisel In My Hand.

What Spirit Is So Empty And Blind, That It Cannot Recognize The Fact That The Foot Is More Noble Than The Shoe, And Skin More Beautiful Than The Garment With Which It Is Clothed?

The Mind, The Soul, Becomes Ennobled By The Endeavour To Create Something Perfect, For God Is Perfection, And Whoever Strives After Perfection Is Striving For Something Devine.

I Am Still Learning. (at Age 87)