Twentynine

It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom. TAGORE


Twentyeight

The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery FRANCIS BACON


Twentyseven

One hand she press'd upon that aching spot  Where beats the human heart,…


Twentysix

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? JUVENAL  


Twentyfive

I balanced all, brought all to mind,  The years to come seemed waste of…


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…


Fourteen

What is it men in women do require? The lineaments of Gratified Desire.…


Thirteen

  Poor and content is rich, and rich enough. SHAKESPEARE……


Six

Good art reveals and conceals in equal measure.