“To see a World in a Grain of Sand.”  -- Blake To, hopefully, see a Heaven in every Photo. -- Diamond

If I were thought to be a Zen master, my paintings would be eagerly sought. But I'm only me – not even master of myself.

Aspiration, communion with God, arises as Creativity from the Muse, the God within.

Creativity – capitalized – is always altruistic.

May I be as a sunbeam into your dark forest. May you dance in the glade.

If I can see a Heaven in the subject, then will you in its photo.

I write for you to read to be healed.

Well, the woman did come and the woman did go, speaking not of Michelangelo – but only of herself. With apologies to Eliot.

A man is acting hatefully to most around him, especially to his son and his own father. Filial and paternal impiety. The sage when told remarks that the man has “lost the plot.” What plot? The

The so-called flying white is not the black on the white, as elsewhere on the painting, but the black with the white. There they are one. I think of them as a perfect marriage, their mutual