Last evening I began to think about all the artists who inspired me to start painting. I lived in Corvallis Oregon and there was a small book store downtown. One day on my lunch hour I went over there to browse and this art book just jumped off the shelf at me. Nicolas De Stael. We didn’t have lots of money, so I wasn’t sure I should buy the book. I went back to work and worried all day that someone else would buy that book. At closing time I rushed back and bought the book! I’ve had it with me ever since. When I look at it now, I can’t quite remember what knocked my socks off so long ago. …but I enjoy looking still. I also saw his work in Seattle at the Worlds Fair.
What’s my point? I guess one should pay careful attention when their socks are knocked off. Opportunity comes and goes away.