In many ways an artist is his work. It’s difficult to separate the two. I think I can be brutally objective about my work as I create it, and if something doesn’t work, I can...

Controversy is a last resort for the talentless.

Dancing is to music what a beloved wife is to her husband. Both of them are so in love, you can’t separate them.

The art of civil conversation begins at birth. Then goes from the dinner table to the schoolroom, to interaction among friends, to the work place, and on to other places where all manner of social...

That’s art. Nothing is for everybody.

The thing I hate the most about advertising is that it attracts all the bright, creative and ambitious young people, leaving us mainly with the slow and self-obsessed to become our artists.. Modern art is...

Art is the only serious thing in the world. And the artist is the only person who is never serious.

When I was in art school, we were looking one day at a slide of some great fifteenth century painting, and one of the students asked ‘Why don’t artists paint like that now?’ The room...

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

Frame everything and some of it will become art.

Art never comes from happiness.

Focus is the art of knowing what to ignore.

Your goal in life is to find out the people who need you the most, to find out the business that needs you the most, to find the project and the art that needs you...

All art is but dirtying the paper delicately.

Art corrupts. Absolute art corrupts absolutely. Please corrupt me absolutely.

There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

Art is the path of the creator to his work.

There I’m only myself,” she’d said. Standing in the middle of masterpieces that only Jo had ever seen and touched, I knew what she meant.

All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.

Sean at sixteen thought ‘Rexecutioner’s Dream’ was the greatest thing he’d ever heard, something so strange and different it seemed like a message from another realm. It had cover art, but the art was glued...

The idea that any art is achieved ‘intuitively’ is a dehumanization of the brains, effort, and the traditions of the artist, and a classification of said artist as subhuman. It is those supposed incapable of...

Every art communicates because it expresses. It enables us to share vividly and deeply in meanings… For communication is not announcing things… Communication is the process of creating participation, of making common what had been...

Dalí painted melting clocks. I suppose if he’d asked around first, quizzed people if they wanted to see a picture of a melting clock, the answer might have been something obvious, like ‘Clocks don’t melt!’...

I have forced myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste.

When something comes from within, when it is a part of you, you have no choice but to live it, to express it.

Time is Art of God.

All great artists draw from the same resource: the human heart, which tells us all that we are more alike than we are unlike.

Art makes murder into the supreme image of Beauty and in doing so sets free the vengeful God. (referring to Jean Lorrain’s LE VICE ERRANT)

Art then becomes a safety valve for the expression of individual and collective neuroses originating in the inability of coping with the environment. Its products serve as a retarded correction of perception braked by the...

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

I write letters to you that you’ll never see.

We don’t need more museums that try to construct the historical narratives of a society, community, team, nation, state, tribe, company, or species. We all know that the ordinary, everyday stories of individuals are riches,...

Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.

I do not know anything about Art with a capital A. What I do know about is my art. Because it concerns me. I do not speak for others. So I do not speak for...

Her life is lived through the masterpiece of art, that she cannot draw.

There is a common tendency to turn off one’s imagination at certain points and refuse to contemplate the possibility of having to do certain things and cope with the attendant moral problems. The things simply...

We always search for the signature of God to prove His existence. And now I say unto you that Art is His very signature!

And whenever any one informs us that he has found a man who knows all the arts, and all things else that anybody knows, and every single thing with a higher degree of accuracy than...

Technique should be taught, not as an end in itself, but as somethingrelated to individual expression, as a means toward an end. One cannotseparate technique from expression. There is only expression.

My personal philosophy is that you do art to experience emotion that you don’t have the luxury of experiencing in real life.

It is through art, and through art only, that we can realise our perfection.

The more successful the work, the more people will step in to try to influence and manipulate the work for their own benefit.

Art is about the moment we haven’t experienced yet.

A writer writes with his genius; an artist paints with hers; everyone who creates operates from this sacramental center.

Although the art world reveres the unconventional, it is rife with conformity. Artists make work that “looks like art” and behave in ways that enhance stereotypes. Curators pander to the expectations of their peers and...

To create today is to create dangerously. Any publication is an act, and that act exposes one to the passions of an age that forgives nothing.

A Gift for YouI send you…A cottage retreat on a hill in Ireland. This cottage is filled with fresh flowers, art supplies, and a double-wide chaise lounge in front of a wood-burning fireplace. There is...

He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and it is always thereby creating life.

Every day is a masterpiece, even if it crushes you.

That is one of the functions of art: to present what the narrow and desperately practical perspectives of real life exclude.