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I can't work completely out of my imagination. I must put my foot in a bit of truth; and then I can fly free.
— Andrew Wyeth
painter, writer
1917 – 2009
I can't work completely out of my imagination. I must put my foot in a bit of truth; and then I can fly free.
One's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.
I surrendered to a world of my imagination, reenacting all those wonderful tales my father would read aloud to me. I became a very active reader, especially history and Shakespeare.
One's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.
I surrendered to a world of my imagination, reenacting all those wonderful tales my father would read aloud to me. I became a very active reader, especially history and Shakespeare.
I surrendered to a world of my imagination, reenacting all those wonderful tales my father would read aloud to me. I became a very active reader, especially history and Shakespeare.
It's a moment that I'm after, a fleeting moment, but not a frozen moment.
