I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape – the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.

Everything in creation has its appointed painter or poet and remains in bondage like the princess in the fairy tale ’til its appropriate liberator comes to set it free.

The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries out in terror before being vanquished.

In short, it became possible – never easy, but possible – in the poet Auden’s phrase to find the mortal world enough.

My goal is to draw a line with some ‘flavor’ to it.

I don’t believe any real artists have ever been non-political. They may have been insensitive to this particular plight or insensitive to that, but they were political, because that’s what an artist is―a politician.

Art is what you can get away with.

The critic is to art what the limp penis is to sex.

In art as in love, instinct is enough.

Art is our only salvation from the horror of existence

Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty—a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture, without appeal to any part of our weaker nature, without the gorgeous trappings of painting or music,...

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

Art is the bridge across the gap between peoples and cultures. Writing is one of the arts that can help link people.

Saber fer les coses que no es volen fer ajuda a fer bé les coses que es volen fer

Moreover, the sciences are monuments devoted to the public good; each citizen owes to them a tribute proportional to his talents. While the great men, carried to the summit of the edifice, draw and put...

I spent the two and one-half months between my meeting with the Art Commission and the beginning of my actual mural work in soaking up impressions of the productive activities of the city. I studied...

With cold eyes and indifferent mind the spectators regard the work. Connoissers admire the “skill” (as one admires a tightrope walker), enjoy the “quality of painting” (as one enjoys a pasty). But hungry souls go...

Healing,” Papa would tell me, ”is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.’

Art does not reproduce the visible; it makes visible.

It doesn’t matter how I express myself artistically.It doesn’t matter what medium I use to showcase my art.And it doesn’t matter how talented I am.There will always be the indifference that keeps those from wanting...

It’s ugly, but is it art?

How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once...

Interpretation is the revenge of the intellectual upon art.

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: impatience and laziness.

My liege, and madam, to expostulateWhat majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time,Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.Therefore, since brevity is the soul...

I enjoy melancholic music and art. They take me to places I don’t normally get to go.

Do whatever you do intensely.

This is almost always the case: A piece of art receives its f(r)ame when found offensive.

What we need is more sense of the wonder of life and less of this business of making a picture.

Entertainment is business: the business of fucking art in the face.

The other day, when I was deciding where to place a mountain range, how to make a river’s flow detour around underground stalactite caves, and what precise color to give the sky at sunset, I...

If we have received a precious gift from God, it is our imagination. When we tap into our powers of imagination, we are bombs of possibilities.

Why shouldn’t art be pretty? There are enough unpleasant things in the world.

My reading and studying and retellings of old stories didn’t do anything except help me think better. I was at least thoughtful. Too thoughtful, my friends said. And all I thought about was myths and...

As far as he could see, the drawings were simply alive. They might be colored earth on rock, but they were as alive as the kangaroo that’d just hopped away.

Books can ignite fires in your mind, because they carry ideas for kindling, and art for matches.

Art is art. You can take it or leave it. Liking it or not liking it does not make you a better person, and who you like or dislike results in the same thing.

I’m completely aware of Matisse and what he said, that painters must begin by cutting out their tongues.

Art is not a thing; it is a way.

A great spirit has been amongst us, and a great artist is gone.

Take each day in your open palms and close your fists around it. This life is not done with you yet.

Find a place you trust and then try trusting it for a while.

The mob not only grabs hold of art without being entitled to do so, but it also enters the artist. It takes up residence inside the artist and smashes a few holes in the wall,...

Our bodies are simply our shells, the package for the spirit and the soul.

On the wall hung a picture of an ugly old Cape Cod house. His friends said, ‘Why do you have that ugly thing hanging there?’ and Bull said, ‘I like it because it’s ugly.

How much distance should there be between art and artist? I’d say no more than a lifetime.

My birthday is coming up. I was born on March 5th, 1982. Humans have come a long way since then—nearly 30 years, if my math is good. And my math better be good, because if...

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A good face they say, is a letter of recommendation. O Nature, Nature, why art thou so dishonest, as ever to send men with these false recommendations into the World!

One has to commit a painting,’ said Degas,’the way one commits a crime.