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laborer, craftsman, artist


a friend passed this quote on to me yesterday via email, and it really resonated with me, in terms of what i've been thinking about as i've shoveled concrete and mortar and moved cinderblock.


"A man who works with his hands is a laborer;

a man who works with his hands and his mind is a craftsman;

but a man who works with his hands and his brain and his heart is an artist. "
St. Thomas Aquinas
grace and peace,
greg.
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Crafty P said…
cool picture, very cool quote, must be a very cool friend.
keep up the great work!
8:03 AM
cathyq said…
Looks like you are having fun in your labor. It reminds me of my favorite quote from the movie Return to Me: "I am blessed with work." May we all be blessed with the works of our hands, our minds, and our hearts.
6:21 PM
Joel B said…
i cant tell from this picture. is that a steelers shirt that you have on.
9:29 PM
Mary said…
Dear Joel B....look at the hat :o)
10:19 PM
greg milinovich said…
fyi: it IS a steelers shirt. i've worn one every day on the worksite and then a different one every evening back at the guesthouse. go steelers!
6:30 AM
Joel B said…
i figured it was greg i just wanted to make sure that you stayed true on your word for a different shirt each day on the work site. but the fact that you have enough shirts for another one back at the guesthouse kind of scares me. haha. it has been quiet in the office this week but have been able get a a lot of work done. have a safe trip back tomorrow.
9:13 AM
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