“All the sculptures of today, like those of the past, will end one day in pieces... So it is important to fashion ones work carefully in its smallest recess and charge every particle of matter with life.”
— Alberto Giacometti
Music
“The butterflies…what an educated sense of beauty they have. They seem only an ornament to society, and yet, if they were gone, how substantial would be their loss.” — Phil Robinson
“Universally, an elemental is any magical entity who embodies/personifies a force of nature and therefore possess the powers of elemental cognizance, elemental detection, elemental generation, elemental manipulation, elemental self-transmutation, elemental expungement and elemental immunity; these powers are usually exclusive to the elemental’s own unique element.”
“Within The Paracelsian concept an elemental is a mythic being described in occult and alchemical
works from around the time of the European Renaissance and particularly elaborated in the 16th century works of Paracelsus. From the classical Paracelsusian perspective there are four elemental categories: gnomes, undines, sylphs, and salamanders.” Undine being of water, Gnome being of earth, Sylph being of air, and Salamander being of fire. [Wikipedia]
“This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.”
– William Shakespeare
“Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.” ― Nathaniel Hawthorne
On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.
Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my
dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.
That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to
me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this
perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
“Stork Story”
By Shel Silverstein
You know the stork brings babies,
But did you also know
He comes and gets the older folks
When it’s their time to go?
Zooms right down and scoops them up,
Then flaps back out the door
And flies them to the factory where
They all were made before.
And there their skin is tightened up,
Their muscles all are toned,
Their wrinkles all are ironed out,
They’re given brand-new bones.
Ol’ bent backs are straightened up,
New teeth are added too,
Tired hearts are all repaired
And made to work like new.
Their memories are all removed
And they’re shrunk down, and then
The stork flies them back down to earth
As newborn babes again.
“When someone has a strong intuitive connection,
Buddhism suggests that it’s because of karma, some past connection.” — Richard Gere
“We are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt,
neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.” — Pablo Neruda
“What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!”
— Henry Austin Dobson
I search for the realness, the real feeling of a subject, all the texture around it... I always want to see the third dimension of something... I want to come alive with the object. — Andrew Wyeth
Maverick Mist 