Comfort, Art, Patience - for Sofia

Art brings much on the wing when it privileges us with its perch but like with all truly great things: there's a catch. Art that is worth the wait, that is worth its weight in canvas and paint or marble and stone—such art is not for the blind, will not bare fruit for the hurried swine in need of a quick fix—no, this pearl and diamond and precious stones all calls for something of the viewer to unlock the power within, and this is patience—by patience, through art, all things are possible, all things are prevalent, and the blessing of comfort is but one singing angel playing trumpeter and guardian among them,