This is my life and lovestory listen losely and hold on tight this a roller coaster hell of a ride

It is a thing of no great difficulty to raise objections against another man’s oration, it is a very easy matter; but to produce a better in it’s place is a work extremely troublesome.

Art is whatever you can get away with.

I never drew a picture of anything that was before me but always from fancy, a sure sign of the absence of artistic eyesight; and I illustrated my lack of real feeling for art by...

No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are can be proved. No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid....

After 1968 the restored communist regime required all Czech rock musicians to sit a written exam in Marxism Leninism

From the point forward, the camera has been in my hand up until today, … From studying art photography at Southern University, I’ve gone from color, to black and white, and now gradually to digital.

To talk of a modern work of art enduring is sillier than talking of the eternal values of Standard Oil.

Without culture, and the relative freedom it implies, society, even when perfect, is but a jungle. This is why any authentic creation is a gift to the future.

Some seeksolace inwhiskey,I drown mysorrowsin ink.

There is however, one reason why the arts so rarely accept a mission that IS within the power of the Church to alter. In the past, the densest or richest location of baptised art has...

General sentiment, had a poll been taken, was that eventually the negative media would die down, Egypt’s head of antiquities would return to Cairo, and St. Louis would enjoy her treasure. But treasures sometimes have...

The material’s out there, a calm lake waiting for us to dive in.

The more details, depth and thought you put into your ideas the more valuable they become.

ELOQUENCE, n. The art of orally persuading fools that white is the color that it appears to be. It includes the gift of making any color appear white.

I reflected on the fact that no matter how good I aspired to be, I was never going to achieve perfection

Thou art a cat, and rat, and a coward to boot.

…We lost our faith and went around wondering what life was for. If art was no more than a frustrated out-flinging of desire, if religion was no more than self-delusion, what good was life? Faith...

It’s hard for me to talk about love,’ she said. ‘I think movies are the way I do that.

A paint brush is the only tool I use extensively in my works, to push paint on canvas and conduct melodies. And that’s exactly what Garden Avenue is, and all of my projects after that.

Art is the rebellion against conformity. Expression is the opposite of conformity, so expression is art. Which leads to the fact that any time someone does something that expresses who they are, it is art....

Art teaches something we all need to learn, especially about people who are different from ourselves: “To see things the way they truly are, sometimes you have to look more deeply.

You cannot negotiate art.

[…] I’ve come to the conclusion that the artist can not justify life or come up with a cogent reason as to why life is meaningful, but the artist can provide you with a cold...

In the land of the rejected, the field is flattened, open to much oppurtunity. Here flourish the weeds and nonstandard quality alike. No one aspires, because there is no pinnacle to reach — just be...

Art is the process of evoking pity and terror, which is not abstract at all but very human. What the self-styled modern artists are doing is a sort of unemotional pseudointellectual masturbation . . ....

At first the creative mind submits to its entry into the symbolic register and gets itself structured like everyone else. Then he balks at a fateful moment which becomes a turning point in the history...

The Artist always has the masters in his eyes.

The art world is the biggest joke going. It’s a rest home for the overprivileged, the pretentious, and the weak.

This apparent hurly-burly and disorder turn out, after all, to reproduce real life with its fantastic ways more accurately than the most carefully studied out drama of manners. Every man is in himself all humanity,...

In the end, this volume should be read a s a collection of love stories, Above all, they are tales of love, not the love with which so many stories end – the love of...

What makes art Christian art? Is it simply Christian artists painting biblical subjects like Jeremiah? Or, by attaching a halo, does that suddenly make something Christian art? Must the artist’s subject be religious to be...

There is neither a proportional relationship, nor an inverse one, between a writer’s estimation of a work in progress & its actual quality. The feeling that the work is magnificent, & the feeling that it...

The art of getting rich consists not in industry, much less in saving, but in a better order, in timeliness, in being at the right spot.

Be natural my children. For the writer that is natural has fulfilled all the rules of art.”(Last words, according to Dickens’s obituary in The Times.)

Never stop doing your best just because one person doesn’t give you credit.

I sat there and my love to him poured out more and more, and, lo, he flew down to a stump, and then to my knee. I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that the...

I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.

At last everything was satisfactorily arranged, and I could not help admiring the setting: these mingled touches betrayed on a small scale the inspiration of a poet, the research of a scientist, the good taste...

In art the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can inspire

Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it’s a product of an assembly line.

People in coats and ties were milling around the Talley gallery, and on the wall were the minimally rendered still lifes by Giorgio Morandi, most of them no bigger than a tea tray. Their thin...

any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.

Like punk rock, like Jackson Pollock, like Jack Kerouac, it was truly human, a mix of perfect beauty and cathartic error.

I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist.

In her eyes was the reflection of everything that mattered: old diners with neon signs, vinyl records, celluloid film, drive-in movies, Pears soap, department stores, her brother’s old blue Camaro car and the smell of...

When people communicate deceit, it’s called politics. When people communicate honesty, it’s called art.

I don’t want to see landscapes, i.e. scenic paintings of them, because I don’t want to see the original realities – as optical effects that is. I want to see the deeper reality underlying the...

They were both young men under thirty. Art is not so precocious as literature, and does not send quite so many early potatoes into the market, so that the age of thirty is considered young...

It is impossible to be truly artistic without the risk of offending someone somewhere.