Art Quotes

Art is man’s nature; nature is God’s art

Tuesday, November 8th, 2011
brain scan

All nature in the poet’s heart is limued
In little; as now in landscape stones, we see
The swell of ground, green groves, and running streams
Fresh from the wolds of Chaos; hints of life

Foreworldly, pencilled by pre-solar light…

[Read more]

Abstraction is often the most definite form for the intangible thing in myself that I can only clarify in paint

Tuesday, October 4th, 2011
daffodil

…O’Keeffe wrote to William Milliken, director of the Cleveland Art Museum, in 1930: “I know I can not paint a flower, I can not paint the sun or the desert on a bright summer morning but maybe in terms of paint color I can convey to you my experience of the flower or the experience that makes the flower of significance to me at…”

[Read more]

An artist who theorises about his work is no longer artist but critic

Monday, March 7th, 2011
red paint

“I shall paint a picture exactly as I like,” said Harringay, calmly.

This seemed to disconcert the picture a little. “You can’t paint a picture without an inspiration,” it remarked.

“But I had an inspiration – for this…”

[Read more]

The soul of man is larger than the sky, deeper than ocean

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011
sunrise clouds

So, in the compass of the single mind,
The seeds and pregnant forms in essence lie,
That make all worlds. Great poet, ‘t was thy art
To know thyself, and in thyself to be
Whate’er love, hate, ambition, destiny,
Or the firm fatal purpose of the heart…

[Read more]

I think you’re all mad. But that’s part and parcel of being an artistic genius, isn’t it?

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010
marina dock

It wasn’t as though her parents approved, but then they had never approved of anything she did. Sometimes she wondered which was worse: having no family like Kathy, or having such a one as her own.

“It’s probably just a joke…”

[Read more]

The best artists know what to leave out

Thursday, June 24th, 2010
wing feathers

They know how much of the support should show through as the pigment is applied, what details aren’t necessary. They suggest, and let their viewer fill in whatever else is needed to make the communication complete. They aren’t afraid…

[Read more]

Creating art and creating ourselves are the same act

Sunday, May 23rd, 2010
magnetic words

We are entering a very singular world together. The world of public discourse – political, social, diplomatic, commercial – has so corrupted language that we are rightly more suspicious of the meaning of words than we are convinced of…

[Read more]

Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos

Thursday, May 20th, 2010
Zeugma Mural

So help me God it gets more and more preposterous, it corresponds less and less to what I remember and what I expect as if the force of life were centrifugal and threw one further and further away from one’s purest memories…

[Read more]

The only real things are dancing, light, freedom, and music

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010
kite

I dance and dance. A beautiful serpent coils itself along the Persian carpet, an Egyptian amphora tilts forward, pouring forth a cascade of perfumed hair, a blue and stormy cloud rises and floats away, a feline beast springs forwards…

[Read more]

The greatest foe to art is luxury

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010
leaves

You must dismiss at once as a delusion the hope that has been sometimes cherished, that you can have a building which is a work of art, and is therefore above all things properly built, at the same price as a building which only pretends to be this: never forget when people talk…

[Read more]

For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life… to fulfil it in its true potential – the imagination.

Saturday, February 27th, 2010
pointing at you

Otherwise why should we hurt one another? No, the remission I am seeking, and will be granted perhaps, is not one I shall ever see in the bright friendly eyes of Melissa or the sombre brow-dark gaze of Justine. We have all of us…

[Read more]

Through art alone are we able to emerge from ourselves, to know what another person sees

Wednesday, November 25th, 2009
stairs

Style for the writer, no less than colour for the painter, is a question not of technique but of vision: it is the revelation, which by direct and conscious methods would be impossible, of the qualitative difference, the uniqueness of…

[Read more]