in the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.
An idea or an insight doesn't come from a single happening, it requires a meeting to alter a perspective. Often it takes a while for the events to co… - Nick Bantock
An idea or an insight doesn't come from a single happening, it requires a meeting to alter a perspective. Often it takes a while for the events to co…
- Nick Bantock
Art is like therapy; what comes up is what comes up. It may be dark, but that's what comes up. You may want to keep some of it in a drawer but never … - Nick Bantock
Art is like therapy; what comes up is what comes up. It may be dark, but that's what comes up. You may want to keep some of it in a drawer but never …
I have no idea of what it's going to look like when I start a piece. Making art is like having a relationship. You want to bring in some ideas, but i… - Nick Bantock
I have no idea of what it's going to look like when I start a piece. Making art is like having a relationship. You want to bring in some ideas, but i…
Do you see that I cherish you beyond question, that you have nothing to prove to me? You are making your journey to secure yourself. I am already tet… - Nick Bantock
Do you see that I cherish you beyond question, that you have nothing to prove to me? You are making your journey to secure yourself. I am already tet…
I have loved you in every manner that my imagination could contrive. I have wanted you so deeply that my body sang with pain and pleasure. You have b… - Nick Bantock
I have loved you in every manner that my imagination could contrive. I have wanted you so deeply that my body sang with pain and pleasure. You have b…
You cannot separate art from life or spirituality. They are bound together in a single unit. - Nick Bantock
You cannot separate art from life or spirituality. They are bound together in a single unit.
Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows - Nick Bantock
Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows
She who licks her lips knows the taste of her lover's desires - Nick Bantock
She who licks her lips knows the taste of her lover's desires
The telephone is a great knee-jerk machine, but if you really want to tell someone how you feel, you need the slowness of the letter. In a society w… - Nick Bantock
The telephone is a great knee-jerk machine, but if you really want to tell someone how you feel, you need the slowness of the letter. In a society w…
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