to be human is to explore. this is a defining element our existence.
we explore the sea. we explore the forest. we explore the microscopic.
the exploration of our outer physical world is in reality an exploration of our inner world.
we are motivated to understand the workings of the world so that we may understand ourselves.
indeed the way we see the universe is the way we see ourselves.
what captivates a man is his existence in relation to the existence of all things.
inspiration is nothing more that a reminder of what gives this life we live a moment of joy.
life was here before you and i and will continue after you and i.
therefore there is nothing to create.
it is like a cherry blossom tree in the winter. you do not see the blooms yet but they are there.
artists do not create.
artists simply share their discoveries of what is already inside.