We’re different, you and I. I am a Rorschach Test, and you, you are a butterfly. No, wait, you are a bat. Actually, you are the Galapagos Islands. Or perhaps you are a failed Pollack...

I wish art was like money in that the more I made, the more interest it developed and plentiful it became. Money makes money, and if art made art, there’s no prison in this country...

I make art and I make love, and I almost always do both at the same time. If the cops ask, I’ll tell them I was framed. Same goes for the museum.

There are some people about whom it is difficult to say anything which would describe them immediately and fully in their most typical and characteristic aspects; these are the people who are usually called “ordinary”...

..if I dont do something on the grand scale, it is that my genius is altogether imitative, and that I have nor recently encountered any very striking models of grandeur.

If you look at each individual part of my face they look exactly like part of my face. Together it’s surreal.

SELF PORTRAIT: Throwing Armfuls of Air into the Air

Poverty and loneliness could be seen as a liberation from strivings to become rich and popular.

Without poets, without artists… everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought, no more humanity, no more life even; and impotent darkness would reign forever....

The Cubist paintings in the Centre Pompidou in Paris were strange but amazing. The big fat magical cat said they made her eyes hurt.

The artist must manage to make posterity believe that he never existed.

But to be perfectly frank, this childish idea that the author of a novel has some special insight into the characters in the novel…it’s ridiculous. That novel was composed of scratches on a page, dear....

That little guy, said Boris in the car on the way to Antwerp. You know the painter saw him-he wasn’t painting that bird from his mind, you know? That’s a real little guy, chained up...

Fashion is about two things: the evolution and the opposite.

Fine art is the discipline of breaking rules.

Musicians are artists, as silence is their canvas.

I’ve said for years — ever since I figured out how to write Goblin Hero — that it’s important to give yourself permission to write crap. Perfection is the destroyer of art. It’s paralyzing. Art,...

You don’t learn art from life, or life from art.

Artists are agents of chaos. It is the artistsjob to encourage entropy, to promote chaos. Idols must be killed, icons crushed, beliefsshattered. It is the artists job to encourage legitimate, unadulterated, raw thought andemotion. Art...

She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artist’s marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives.

Ideas, which grow up within the imagination and appear so lovely to it and of a value beyond whatever men call valuable, are exposed to be shattered and annihilated by contact with the practical.

The creative impulse can be killed, but it cannot be taught…What a teacher can do…in working with children, is to give the flame enough oxygen so that it can burn. As far as I’m concerned,...

So, really,” continued Jacob as if this were perfectly normal to expound on art in these circumstances, “when you think about it, the artists who make people stop and think, who push the form, who...

Technique! The very word is like a shriek of outraged Art. It is the idiot name given to effort by those who are too weak, too weary, or too dull to play the game. The...

It is the poet and philosopher who provide the community of objectives in which the artist participates. Their chief preoccupation, like the artist, is the expression in concrete form of their notions of reality. Like...

I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.

Art is what gets us beyond what is real. It makes reality more real. It also shortens the distance we gotta travel to see how connected we are.

The truth, the all moving magic, the single handed spark of it all wasI found art. And this saved my life.

It’s far more difficult to disfigure a great work of art than to create one.

LIVING your life and NOT acting it is the true art.

Art is fire plus algebra.

Everyone likes everything nowadays. They like the television and the phonograph and the shampoo and the soda pop and the Cracker Jack. Everything becomes everything else and it’s all nice and pretty and LIKABLE. Everything...

Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.

Keep it weird. They’ll get it later.

Art without emotion its like chocolate cake without sugar. It makes you gag.

A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which...

The true Epicurean cultivates the capacity to take pleasure in simple things, while those around him chase pleasure in more things.

The fact that for a long time Cubism has not been understood and that even today there are people who cannot see anything in it means nothing. I do not read English, an English book...

I’d believed mine was the greatest of all the arts, the noblest of all the lies, the creation of hope. I thought hope could overcome everything, but I was wrong. Hope cannot overcome truth. Hope...

The greater puzzle of universal wisdom and beauty that we have strived to honor through our work includes the profound legacies of world artistic and spiritual traditions, the innate integrity of human communities where people...

What were prizes but one more level of control imposed on Art by the establishment?

Words mean nothingActions are everythingExpect nothingAppreciate everything

A deadline is negative inspiration. Still, it’s better than no inspiration at all.

The job of art is not to store moments of experience but to explore environments that are otherwise invisible. Art is not a retrieval system of precious moments of past cultures. Art has a live,...

On the one hand, it is in and through creative minds that the community fulfils itself at its best and reaches its highest forms; and on the other, it is from them that the community...

His art work is indicative of his music. There’s a lot of movement, its very ephemeral and it’s all over the place.

But technology is simply the making of things and the making of things can’t by its own nature be ugly or there would be no possibility for beauty in the arts, which also include the...

The artist committing himself to his calling has volunteered for hell, whether he knows it or not. He will be dining for the duration on a diet of isolation, rejection, self-doubt, despair, ridicule, contempt, and...

A man who has attained mastery of an art reveals it in his every action.

Creating is living doubly. The groping, anxious quest of a Proust, his meticulous collecting of flowers, of wallpapers, and of anxieties, signifies nothing else.