It's As Much Fun To Scare As

Sometimes You Read A Passage By A Great Writer, And You Know What He Says And How He Says It Will Always Be, For You, The Only Possible Way It Could Be. Less Often A Painter Will Describe An Event In A Way That Fits Into Your Interpretation Of That Event So Perfectly That It Becomes The Event Itself.

I Know What I Like—i Like Art—and I Like What I Know.

Well, What Do You Owe Yourself? Do You Dare Take Time Out To Listen To The Grass Grow, Or Can You Even Afford The Expense Of Getting Far Enough Away From Life's Daily Cacophony To Hear It Grow If You Took The Time?

It's Just Endless What You Can Learn From A Single Work Of Art. You Can Fill Up The Crevices Of Your Life, The Cracks Of Your Life, The Places Where The Mortar Comes Out And Falls Away-you Can Fill It Up With The Love Of Art.

Do You Ever Rub Your Eyes And Suddenly Find You're Awake And Not Asleep, As You'd Grown To Suspect You Were?