Lucy Liu on what she hopes people take away from her art
βI read the poem of a student and in the poem God wandered through a room picking up random objects β a pear, a vase, a shoe β and in bewilderment said, βI made this?β. Apparently God had forgotten making anything at all. I awarded this poem a prize, because I was a judge of such matters. I was not really awarding the student, I was awarding God; I knew someday the student would pick up his old poem and say in bewilderment, βI made this?β, and at that moment his whole world would be lost in the twilight, and when you are finally lost in the twilight you can not judge anything.β
β βOn Twilight,β Mary Reufle
when gregory alan isakov said, βhoney, Iβm just trying to find my way to you,β
Posting my favorite quotes of Bob Ross.