When the wisdom of the present is blinded by its own arrogant magnificence, only the reckless belligerence of youth is capable of saving us of from ourselves. Had this not been an integral part of human evolution, life as we know it would never have been possible, would never change. . . would never get better.

Like a bad speech, a bad painting is endurable for the first five minutes. After ten,  an enormous amount of patience and polite endurance is required to continue looking at it. After fifteen, it becomes unbearable. After twenty minutes downright annoying – for the repeated yawns it inevitably causes.

Though underestimated by some, Prince Charles will undoubtedly be a good King. As a painter he has learned that the process, the concept of ever-learning, holds more riches than the becoming or the being.