With the exception of love, friendship and the beauty of Art,
I don’t see much else that can nurture human life.
I’m still too young to know much about love and friendship.
But Art… if I had more time to live, Art would be my whole life.
Well, when I say Art, don’t get me wrong: I’m not just talking about great works of art by great masters. Even Vermeer can’t convince me to hold life dear.
He’s sublime, but he’s dead.
I’m referring to the beauty that is there in the world, things that,
being part of the movement of life, elevate us.
The Elegance of the Hedgehog - Muriel Barbery
|my scraves and the canvases that were inspired from|