“All of my days, With my favorite, Number two pencil, I have created, Drawings, Odes, Silly tales, Wonderful, And endless experiences. When my pencil, Was worn down, Little more than an eraser, Did I cast it aside? Of course not, I placed it upon a mantle, A beautiful reminder, Of the wonders, It helped me express, And I simply, Picked up another one, And kept creating, Beauty, Pain, Life, In pictures, Words, Dreams.”
![“[The artist] speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty, and pain; to the latent feeling of fellowship with all creation--and to the subtle but invincible conviction of solidarity in dreams, in joy, in sorrow, in…” quote by Joseph Conrad](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/b2a/joseph-conrad-336_art_the-artist-speaks-to-our-capacity-for-de_518811.jpg)
