The artist within must fight the battle for Meaning with pen on paper, or brush on canvas, or chisel in wood and stone. But his Way, as that of Everyman, leads from ignorance, delusion, folly, self-inflation and phoniness to truth and authenticity . . . The point of practicing an art is less to discover who you are than to become your truth, to be able to shed all sham, imposture and bluff in relation to yourself and others. True art is not an indulgence of the little self, but a manifestation of the Self.
Frederick Franck, Art as a Way
Art: "When It Rains..." by Butterfly
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