I love paintings because I didn't have to paint them. The great ones seem painted by no one. Did they choose to awaken behind the brush, in a flurry of pigment and vision.
Maxfield Parrish: Early & New Poems (David R. Godine Publisher, 1995), p. 41
I love paintings because I didn't have to paint them. The great ones seem painted by no one. Did they choose to awaken behind the brush, in a flurry of pigment and vision.
Maxfield Parrish: Early & New Poems (David R. Godine Publisher, 1995), p. 41