The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question.

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails

The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth.

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

To discover the mode of life or of art whereby my spirit could express itself in unfettered freedom.

For an artist is not a consumer, as our commercials urge us to be. An artist is a nourisher and a creator who knows that during the act of creation there is collaboration. We do not create alone.