Real Art Is Religion, A Search For

Art Is Art, Nature Is Nature, You Cannot Improve Upon It.... Pictures Should Be Inspired By Nature, But Made In The Soul Of The Artist. It Is The Soul Of The Individual That Counts.

Let Me Not Fuss And Fret At My Incompetence But Be Still And Know That Thou Art God.

The Earth Is Soaked And Soggy With Rain. Everything Is Drinking Its Fill And The Surplus Gluts The Drains. The Sky Is Full Of It And Lies Low Over The Earth, Heavy And Dense. Even The Sea Is Wetter Than Usual!

The Memory Of Cumshewa Is Of A Great Lonesomeness Smothered In A Blur Of Rain.

Writing Is A Strong Easement For Perplexity. My Life Is A Map, Spread Out With All The Rivers And Hills Showing.