“One is usually bewildered by all the sensations of real life. And the impossibility and danger tempts us. So we struggle like headless chickens flouting madly about at anything to try to succeed. That drives us beyond our capabilities and thrills us if we even succeed a little. With dogged practice we bleed and grow. We eventually live in a state of constant failure with little sparks of surprises that we do not control or understand and realize we are where we really want to be.

— George Nick, painter, teacher