For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life… to fulfil it in its true potential – the imagination.
Saturday, February 27th, 2010
Otherwise why should we hurt one another? No, the remission I am seeking, and will be granted perhaps, is not one I shall ever see in the bright friendly eyes of Melissa or the sombre brow-dark gaze of Justine. We have all of us…
