Fifty

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the…


Fortyfive

What seems most significant to me about our movement [Impressionism] is…


Twentythree

I see everyone rushing — Rushing, tripping, running. Running for the…


Twentytwo

Blow gently over my garden,   Wind of the Southern sea, In the hour that…


Eighteen

And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we…


Sixteen

The night is darkening round me,  The wild winds coldly blow;  But a…


Eleven

His soul stretched tight across the skies  That fade behind a city…


Ten

All human wisdom is contained in these two words - Wait and Hope Dumas……