May The Devil Himself Splatter You With

How Our Old Friend [michelangelo] Of The Sistine Would Have Loved To Photograph His Workers, Perched On The Fragile Planks. Dali Was Right To Say Leonardo Only Worked From Photographs.

Whatever The World Condemns You For, Make It Your Own. It Is Yourself.

He Has The Manner Of A Giant With The Look Of A Child, A Lazy Activeness, A Mad Wisdom, A Solitude Encompassing The World.

Art Is Not A Pastime But A Priesthood.

Artists Can No More Speak About Their Work, Than Plants Can Speak About Horticulture.