What I Have Done Cannot Be Taken

Give Me Some Mud, And I Will Paint You A Woman's Flesh.

Can Any Man Say With Certainty That He Was Happy At A Particular Moment Of Time Which He Remembers As Being Delightful? Remembering It Certainly Makes Him Happy, Because He Realizes How Happy He Could Have Been, But At The Actual Moment When The Alleged Happiness Was Occurring, Did He Really Feel Happy? He Was Like A Man Owning A Piece Of Ground In Which, Unknown To Himself, A Treasure Lay Buried.

What I Have Done Cannot Be Taken From Me.

In Abandoning The Vagueness Of The Sketch The Artist Shows More Of His Personality By Revealing The Range But Also The Limitations Of His Talent.

Remember The Enemy Of All Painting Is Gray: A Painting Will Almost Always Appear Grayer Than It Is, On Account Of Its Oblique Position Under The Light.