While trying (and failing) to create some sort of folded/creased sculptures, I happily discovered this composition of crossing lines on one of the discarded pieces of paper.
“Man cannot aspire if he looked down; if he rise, he must look up”
“The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels.”
“The human body has two ends on it: one to create with and one to sit on. Sometimes people get their ends reversed. When this happens they need a kick in the seat of the pants.”
“Love is a naked shadow, on a gnarled and naked tree”
Curved lines in the architecture of the Milwaukee Art Museum in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
“Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.”
“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.”
I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!