Sunday, September 30, 2012

Honey of the Human Soul

"Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail."

Give me more honey.

1 comment:

mom said...


if misery and travail is necessary to pour out your 'stored honey' of creating art, you have bravely come through another episode of dark night of the soul and there must be a pretty big tub of nectar brimming with your awaiting your return to what you love...