“Plato spoke of the necessity for divine madness in the poet.  It is a frightening thing to open oneself to this strange and dark side of the divine; it  means letting go of our sane self-control, that control which gives us the illusion of safety.  But safety is only an illusion, and letting it go is part of listening to the silence, and to the Spirit.”

As I listen to the silence, I learn that my feelings about art and my feelings about the Creator of the Universe are inseparable.  To try to talk about art and about Christianity is for me one and the same thing, and it means attempting to share the meaning of my life, what gives it, for me, its tragedy and its glory.