Typical artist,’ said Granny. ‘He just painted the showy stuff in the front… And what about these cherubs? We’re not going to get them too, are we? I don’t like to see little babies flying...

You know one thing that Mr. Powell taught me? He taught me that sometimes, art can make you forget everything else all around you. That’s what are can do.

An artist is the magician put among men to gratify–capriciously–their urge for immortality. The temples are built and brought down around him, continuously and contiguously, from Troy to the fields of Flanders. If there is...

Tout s’achète : l’amour, l’art, la planète Terre, vous, moi.

Art is the beautiful way of doing things. Science is the effective way of doing things. Business is the economic way of doing things.

If we are artists- hell, whether or not we’re artists- it is our job, our responsibility, perhaps even our sacred calling, to take whatever life has handed us and make something new, something that wouldn’t...

Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.

To be disciplined is to follow in a good way. To be self disciplined is to follow in a better way.

One of the jobs of art is to inspire discussion, and Brokeback Mountain certainly has done that. It’s like a window and a mirror. You’re looking through a window at lives you may or may...

My friends mess around with my friends—and my friends’ bikes. Sex with bicycles—that kind of love is just too fast for me. I’ll stick to sticking it in statues.

The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us. Let us spend our lives in conceiving then. The poet or the artist never...

A pear, an apple, and a banana in a basket on a table isn’t art, no matter how skillfully painted. But it is something to talk about, or at least a tasty way to utilize...

Chivalry, stimulating conversations, everything is said to be a lost art nowadays. But nothing is a lost art, unless it’s a sunken statue—in a river of lava.

Snow on one side of the canvas, silence on the other. I’d call that a perfect painting.

All literature and popular art contain themes that resonate with the audience.

I never knew him. We both knew this place, apparently, this literal small backwater, looked at it long enough to memorize it, our years apart. How strange. And it’s still loved, or its memory is...

Poor presentation can make great art look terrible. Good presentation can make terrible art look great.

There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life.

My plan was to never get married. I was going to be an art monster instead. Women almost never become art monsters because art monsters only concern themselves with art, never mundane things. Nabokov didn’t...

That’s how it is with art. Mere humans who root through their refrigerators at three o’clock in the morning are incapable of such writing.

True Artistic Freedom is in Having No Desire Of Rewards

I have, for my own projected works and ideas, only the silliest and dewiest of hopes; no matter what, I am romantic enough or sentimental enough to wish to contribute something to life’s fabric, to...

No se trata de ser buena. Se trata de ponerle pasión.

The road to creativity passes so close to the madhouse and often detours or ends there.

Change the world so that nothing else is changed.

What if you start to think of your art in terms of sales, too? Can you still be true to yourself?

Sex is an art; those who know better are the better artists.

In a decaying society, art, if it is truthful, must also reflect decay. And unless it wants to break faith with its social function, art must show the world as changeable. And help to change...

There is only one thing that matters in art-to express one’s individuality.

Obsession is more valuable to an artist than knowledge.

Love art in yourself, and not yourself in art.

Art Is One if Life’s Richest Offerings. For those who have not the talent to create, there is appreciation.

I don’t see how you can write anything of value if you don’t offend someone.

For an artist is not a consumer, as our commercials urge us to be. An artist is a nourisher and a creator who knows that during the act of creation there is collaboration. We do...

But the young sapper was already on his back, the rifle aimed, his eye almost brushing the beards of Noah and Abraham and the variety of demons until he reached the great face and was...

I will admit that I wanted to shout for standing on the top of a scaffold in front of a good new wall always goes to my head. It is a sensation something between that...

In her dance, she controlled the bright paper birds with invisible wires and threads. She played the human: heavy, tied to earth. Her dances weren’t pretty or delightful, but they were magical, […] They called...

Our mind is the canvas on which the artists lay their colour; their pigments are our emotions; their chiaroscuro the light of joy, the shadow of sadness. The masterpiece is of ourselves, as we are...

Art is a higher type of knowledge than experience.

All in all, the creative act is not performed by the artist alone.. the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his...

Art has nothing to do with taste. Art is not there to be tasted

When you read the art,

Anyone that says his mind will be probably regarded a fool, but the true artist is not moved by the comments about the looks of his painting or remarks that are dreadfully sarcastic, but hearken...

An art prodigy of the 21st century has yet to be crowned. Or have they?

One day people will come back. they won’t be able to help themselves. People need music and dance and beautiful things. They forget sometimes, but not forever. You’ll see. One day, this will be a...

I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart…. just in case anyone up there is listening.

I’m tired of justifying why I love someone. I’m done with the explaining.

The heart of creativity is an experience of the mystical union; the heart of the mystical union is an experience of creativity.

The chief enemy of creativity is good sense.

Everyone wants to understand painting. Why is there no attempt to understand the song of the birds?