“Myths show us what we have in common with every other human being.”

I love trying to render not just the object, but what it has been through.

This is one of the magical things about drawing – it gives us almost visionary moments of connectedness.

The power of both myth and art is this magical ability to open doors, to make connections – not only between us and the natural world, but between us and the rest of humanity.

When I draw something, I try to build some kind of history into it.

I keep drawing the trees, the rocks, the river, I’m still learning how to see them.

And at the same time, mythic stories and art celebrate our essential differences.

I’m drawn to characters who bear similarities to the protagonists in myths and legends.

I spend as much time as I can sketching from nature,

I ‘m still discovering how to render their forms. I will spend a lifetime doing that. Maybe someday I’ll get it right.

Drawing an object that has a certain amount of wear and tear or rust; or a tree that is damaged.

To draw a tree, to pay such close attention to every aspect of a tree, is an act of reverence not only toward the tree, and toward the earth itself, but also our human connection to it.

Dartmoor contains such a rich variety of landscape, as many boulders, foaming rivers and twisted trees as my heart could ever desire.

When I look into a river, I feel I could spend a whole lifetime just painting that river.

No matter what culture we come from, no matter what century we live in. . .

Every time you think a thought it ‘registers’, and comes back to you according to the vibrations and wave lengths sent out from your mind.

Every day is Thanksgiving for me, man. Yeah, I still have an audience, and they ask the local promoter, “When is Al coming back?”

Every day is Thanksgiving.On this stage you’re going to hear God and none of them other words, and I ain’t going to touch my stuff.

Forget about every other lesson in the book.

We basically had dinner every night while watching the news, and then we’d discuss it with our parents.

The Dhamma is revealing itself in every moment, but only when the mind is quiet can we understand what it is saying, for the Dhamma teaches without words.

The day I take either my body or my work for granted will be the day you hear that I’ve smashed every inch of myself to pieces.

Every action analysed and every responsibility assigned by an organisation chart.