Freeing art

I shall learn,

how to paint.

Not for money, nor success,

but to express out of me,

what the outside of me is,

and leave it there for eternity.

But I have to learn,

learn to draw to an excellence,

not a little,

but as a giant,

and leave the print on large canvases,

the great memories,

the great moments,

and allegorically tell,

what the beginning of the millennium was,

with a old description,

that the new photography,

in its rapid instant of the flash,

has lost,

in the immortality of the paint,

of which painting,

makes its art proud.