Never Forget: This Very Moment, We Can

The Instinct That Pulls Us Toward Art Is The Impulse To Evolve, To Learn, To Heighten And Elevate Our Consciousness. The Ego Hates This. Because The More Awake We Become, The Less We Need The Ego.

Resistance Is Greatest Just Before The Finish Line.

That’s Why An Artist Must Be A Warrior And, Like All Warriors, Artists Over Time Acquire Modesty And Humility. They May, Some Of Them, Conduct Themselves Flamboyantly In Public. But Alone With The Work They Are Chaste And Humble. They Know They Are Not The Source Of The Creations They Bring Into Being. They Only Facilitate. They Carry. They Are The Willing And Skilled Instruments Of The Gods And Goddesses They Serve.

The Critic Hates Most That Which He Would Have Done Himself If He Had Had The Guts.

The Professional Conducts His Business In The Real World. Adversity, Injustice, Bad Hops And Rotten Calls, Even Good Breaks And Lucky Bounces All Comprise The Ground Over Which The Campaign Must Be Waged. The Field Is Level, The Professional Understands, Only In Heaven.