by Dev
And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a…
APRIL, like a child, writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, wipes them…
Painting is a faith, and it imposes the duty to disregard public…
Art is not what you see, but what you make others see. DEGAS
One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste.…
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the…
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this…
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.……
