I feel painting is like music, it plays to the emotions.
Ana Cristina Bojanini
(May 28, 1964 - )
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
(November 05, 1850 - October 30, 1919)
I just want to make one really good movie a year. And when I die, to know I was honest as an artist.
(December 17, 1975 - )
See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.