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he leaves so not to take their spirits with him. His paintings, the land, beautiful empty canvases of burnt siena and ochre, defined and pure, is-ness, being.
Artists need to be a little separate from their communities. They need to stand outside and look in, perceiving the inner-ness of their people, breaking the ground that needs to be broken, not for fashion’s sake, but because things get old and stale and life needs to be looked at anew, refreshed, transformed.
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Dreams are special. I am so glad we dare to dream. Life seems to go so fast and now there seems to be nothing worthwhile to us anymore than finding the things in life that bring us joy and happiness and growth. For us it's not about being safe and secure, though we like it a lot, it's more about flying in the wind and trusting the abundant fertility of life to land you somewhere in the vicinity of that marvellous idea you had. Scary, but wonderful, and we continue to say, we love our life!
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