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I Once Taught Art To Adults In A Night Course. I Had A Woman Who Painted Her Back Yard, And She Said It Was The First Time She Had Ever Really Looked At It. I Think Everyone Sees Beauty. Art Is A Way To Respond

Beauty And Happiness And Life Are All The Same And They Are Pervasive, Unattached And Abstract And They Are Our Only Concern. They Are Immeasurable, Completely Lacking In Substance. They Are Perfect And Sublime. This Is The Subject Matter Of Art.

When I Think Of Art I Think Of Beauty. Beauty Is The Mystery Of Life. It Is Not In The Eye It Is In The Mind. In Our Minds There Is Awareness Of Perfection.

That Which Takes Us By Surprise-moments Of Happiness-that Is Inspiration.

Of All The Pitfalls In Our Paths And The Tremendous Delays And Wanderings Off The Track, I Want To Say That They Are Not What They Seem To Be. I Want To Say That All That Seems Like Fantastic Mistakes Are Not Mistakes, All That Seems Like Error Is Not Error; And It All Has To Be Done. That Which Seems Like A False Step Is The Next Step.