The Measured Blood Beats Out The Year's

All Art, In Spite Of The Struggles Of Some Critics To Prove Otherwise, Is Based On Emotion And Projects Emotion.

...in A Time Lacking In Truth And Certainty And Filled With Anguish And Despair, No Woman Should Be Shamefaced In Attempting To Give Back To The World, Through Her Work, A Portion Of Its Lost Heart.

... Politics Are Nothing But Sand And Gravel: It Is Art And Life That Feed Us Until We Die. Everything Else Is Ambition, Hysteria Or Hatred.

The Art Of One Period Cannot Be Approached Through The Attitudes (emotional Or Intellectual) Of Another.

Song, Like A Wing, Tears Through My Breast, My Side, And Madness Chooses Out My Voice Again, Again.