To paint is to love again. It’s only when we look with the eyes of love that we see as the painter sees....To see is not merely to look. One must look-see. See into and around....I remember well the transformation which took place in me when first I began to view the world with the eyes of a painter. The most familiar things, objects which I had gazed at all my life, now became an unending source of wonder, and with the wonder, of course, affection.
- Henry Miller
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