I Don't Grow Up. In Me Is

Wonder Is The Salt Of The Earth.

I Think I Have Never Yet Done Any Work With The Aim Of Symbolizing A Particular Idea, But The Fact That A Symbol Is Sometimes Discovered Or Remarked Upon Is Valuable For Me Because It Makes It Easier To Accept The Inexplicable Nature Of My Hobbies, Which Constantly Preoccupy Me.

So Let Us Then Try To Climb The Mountain, Not By Stepping On What Is Below Us, But To Pull Us Up At What Is Above Us, For My Part At The Stars; Amen.

If I Am Not Mistaken, The Word "art" And "artist" Did Not Exist During The Renaissance And Before: There Were Simply Architects, Sculptors, And Painters, Practicing A Trade.

To Tell You The Truth, I Am Rather Perplexed By The Concept Of 'art'. What One Person Considers To Be 'art' Is Often Not 'art' To Another. 'beautiful' And 'ugly' Are Old-fashioned Concepts That Are Seldom Applied These Days; Perhaps Justifiably, Who Knows? Something Repulsive, Which Gives You A Moral Hangover, And Hurts Your Ears Or Eyes, May Well Be Art. Only 'kitsch' Is Not Art - We're All Agreed About That. Indeed, But What Is 'kitsch'? If Only I Knew!