Thursday, May 27, 2004

Time 1

I sometimes pray that time not take nor deny that which I must do, must paint. In awe I behold great Art beheld by the great and insignificant alike, created by simple men as am I.

Stroked, smudged or stained the image appears and is. Near or far, the idea portrays image & IDEAL in timelessness. Why this stroke, smudge or stain and not another? Why this image? Why this Ideal? Why this artist?

I become, AM. I become AM. Done, I do. Finished, I begin.

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