And I'll take love, when my soul is taking wing
I'll take love, when I hear the angels sing
One thing goin' with me as I rise above
Is love.
The Studio at Firnew Farm
Before there was art, there was painting. ... I remember a conversation I once had with an elder painter who was a particular proponent of abstraction, insisting on the absolute importance of painting's independence from any demand it illustrate a predetermined meaning. "Well, how do you feel when you look at a painting by Caravaggio?"
Everyday Painting" by Barry Schwabsky
Everyday Painting" by Barry Schwabsky
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