The Good Thing About Painting From Memory

There Are Moments In Our Lives, There Are Moments In A Day, When We Seem To See Beyond The Usual- Become Clairvoyant. We Reach Then Into Reality. Such Are The Moments Of Our Greatest Happiness. Such Are The Moments Of Our Greatest Wisdom. It Is In The Nature Of All People To Have These Experiences; But In Our Time And Under The Conditions Of Our Lives, It Is Only A Rare Few Who Are Able To Continue In The Experience And Find Expression For It.

The Object, Which Is Back Of Every True Work Of Art, Is The Attainment Of A State Of Being, A State Of High Functioning, A More Than Ordinary Moment Of Existence. In Such Moments Activity Is Inevitable, And Whether This Activity Is With Brush, Pen, Chisel, Or Tongue, Its Result Is But A By-product Of The State, A Trace, The Footprint Of The State.

Whatever You Feel Or Think Your Exact State At The Exact Moment Of Your Brush Touching The Canvas Is In Some Way Registered In That Stroke.

You Can Do Anything You Want To Do. What Is Rare Is This Actual Wanting To Do A Specific Thing: Wanting It So Much That You Are Practically Blind To All Other Things, That Nothing Else Will Satisfy You.

Many Receive A Criticism And Think It Is Fine; Think They Got Their Money's Worth; Think Well Of The Teacher For It, And Then Go On With Their Work Just The Same As Before. That Is The Reason Much Of The Wisdom Of Plato Is Still Locked Up In The Pages Of Plato.