Separation
by W. S. Merwin

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

A movie quote

Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars.
I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it.
Joker, from The Dark Knight

Two dangers constantly threaten the world: order and disorder.
Paul Valery

A good definition..

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost

..and some poetry

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.

Margaret Atwood, from Variation on the Word Sleep

The Treasure
by Rupert Brooke

When colour goes home into the eyes,
And lights that shine are shut again,
With dancing girls and sweet birds' cries
Behind the gateways of the brain;
And that no-place which gave them birth, shall close
The rainbow and the rose:—

Still may Time hold some golden space
Where I'll unpack that scented store
Of song and flower and sky and face,
And count, and touch, and turn them o'er,
Musing upon them: as a mother, who
Has watched her children all the rich day through,
Sits, quiet-handed, in the fading light,
When children sleep, ere night.

Discipline

Discipline is not a restriction but an aid to freedom.
It prepares an artist to choose his own limitations...
Wayne Thiebaud

All we know

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
W. B. Yeats

Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences.
Sylvia Plath

Photographer quote

The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.
Dorothea Lange

Soul parts

Poor artist!
You gave away part of your soul when you painted the picture which you are now trying to dispose of.
Paul Gauguin

Obsession

A sculptor is a person obsessed with the form and shape of things.
Henry Moore

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
Dorothy Parker

Dreams die too

A Dream Lies Dead
by Dorothy Parker

A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe,
But, for a little, let your step be slow.
And, of your mercy, be not sweetly wise
With words of hope and Spring and tenderer skies.
A dream lies dead; and this all mourners know:

Whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree-
Though white of bloom as it had been before
And proudly waitful of fecundity-
One little loveliness can be no more;
And so must Beauty bow her imperfect head
Because a dream has joined the wistful dead!

A carpet made of dreams

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats

Fiery colors begin their yearly conquest of the hills, propelled by the autumn winds. Fall is the artist.
Takayuki Ikkaku

Seven random things

My friend Cécile asked me to reveal 7 things about me. So here they are:

I am a sculptor and i work mostly in stone. Stone fascinates me.
I have used to love figurative sculpture, but lately i've started working abstract things.
I like to work outside, and i always do except when it's too cold in winter.
I'm left handed.
I have an older brother and a younger sister.
I like big cities.
I like Paris and France a lot, french language and culture. Je parle un petit peu...

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you; Don't go back to sleep.
Rumi

Love arrived

Delay
by Elizabeth Jennings

The radiance of the star that leans on me
Was shining years ago. The light that now
Glitters up there my eyes may never see,
And so the time lag teases me with how

Love that loves now may not reach me until
Its first desire is spent. The star's impulse
Must wait for eyes to claim it beautiful
And love arrived may find us somewhere else.