“Being an artist means: not numbering and count-
ing, but ripening like a tree, which doesn't force
its sap, and stands confidently in the storms of
spring, not afraid that afterward summer may
not come. It does come. But it comes only to
those who are patient, who are there as if eternity
lay before them, so unconcernedly silent and vast.”
— Jul 16, 2022 06:16PM
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