He that would be a painter must have a natural turn thereto.
Love and delight therein are better teachers of the art of painting than compulsion is.
To paint is to be able to portray upon a flat surface any visible thing whatsoever that may be chosen.
Thus spake immortal Albrecht Dürer who could and did portray all visible things whatsoever which were chosen by his often niggling patrons. Last week in his native cityquaint, medieval, storied Nurembergmen paused to remember that Albrecht Dürer died there just four hundred years ago. They prowled up the steep stairs and round the drafty rooms of...