It's kind of thrilling, each experience with an artwork.
Do I get tired of art? Of doing it daily?
A girl asked the matron if she ever got tired of helping to deliver a baby. Both were perspiring, drained but exhilarated. The baby they just delivered was snuggling in the warm embrace of his mum. The girl was on tenterhooks, feeling as though the matron's answer might hold something which she was searching, something, anything.
The matron replied with a luminous smile, 'no, I don't, for each experience is different.'