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Posted by Surfbunny Friday, July 3, 2009 at 7:17 PM
I'm an Urban Sketcher in Rural America
Simonides calls painting silent poetry, and poetry speaking painting. Plutarch (A.D. 46?–A.D. c. 120)
A book is a part of life, a manifestation of life, just as much as a tree or a horse or a star. It obeys its own rhythms, its own laws, whether it be a novel, a play, or a diary. The deep, hidden rhythm of life is always there—that of the pulse, the heart beat.
Henry Miller, (1891-1980)
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