in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist than now. when, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage...
in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist than now. when, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage...