Albrecht D"urer

Child of nature, father of etching and master of linear design, court painter to Maximilian I and man at home with many angels, how could you declare you didn't know what beauty was? It was there caught in your murals, and among your saints. It is here in your Hands of an Apostle, in your five-hundred-year-old Bunch of Violets, your Little Piece of Turf, your Owl, and your Young Hare with its long ears.

Beauty is every D"urer.

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