Art is science made clear. – Jean Cocteau
Art is science made clear. – Jean Cocteau
You’ve always lived a life of pretense, not a real life– a simulated existence, not a genuine existence. Everything about you, everything you are, has always been pretense, never genuine, never real. – Thomas Bernhard
You’ve always lived a life of pretense, not a real life– a simulated existence, not a genuine existence. Everything about you, everything you are, has always been pretense, never genuine, never real. – Thomas Bernhard
It’s a good thing you and your pills weren’t around a few hundred years ago or there never would have been a Vermeer or a Caravaggio. You’d have drugged “Girl with a Pearl Earring” and “The Taking of Christ” right the hell out of them. – Jennifer Donnelly
It’s a good thing you and your pills weren’t around a few hundred years ago or there never would have been a Vermeer or a Caravaggio. You’d have drugged “Girl with a Pearl Earring” and “The Taking of Christ” right the hell out of them. – Jennifer Donnelly
If you don’t want a generation of robots, fund the arts! – Cath Crowley
If you don’t want a generation of robots, fund the arts! – Cath Crowley
How to Draw a Picture (XII) Know when you’re finished, and when you are, put your pencil or your paintbrush down. All the rest is only life. – Stephen King
How to Draw a Picture (XII)
Know when you’re finished, and when you are, put your pencil or your paintbrush down. All the rest is only life. – Stephen King
The scientist seeks laws; the historian, causes; the artist, freedom. – Marty Rubin
The scientist seeks laws; the historian, causes; the artist, freedom. – Marty Rubin
I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music. – Joan Miró
I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music. – Joan Miró
What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who only has eyes, if he is a painter, or ears if he is a musician, or a lyre in every chamber of his heart if he is a poet, or even, if he is a boxer, just his muscles? Far from it: at the same time he is also a political being, constantly aware of the heartbreaking, passionate, or delightful things that happen in the world, shaping himself completely in their image. How could it be possible to feel no interest in other people, and with a cool indifference to detach yourself from the very life which they bring to you so abundantly? No, painting is not done to decorate apartments. It is an instrument of war. – Pablo Picasso
What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who only has eyes, if he is a painter, or ears if he is a musician, or a lyre in every chamber of his heart if he is a poet, or even, if he is a boxer, just his muscles? Far from it: at the same time he is also a political being, constantly aware of the heartbreaking, passionate, or delightful things that happen in the world, shaping himself completely in their image. How could it be possible to feel no interest in other people, and with a cool indifference to detach yourself from the very life which they bring to you so abundantly? No, painting is not done to decorate apartments. It is an instrument of war. – Pablo Picasso
Science is an organized pursuit of triviality. Art is a casual pursuit of significance. Let’s keep it in perspective. – Vera Nazarian
Science is an organized pursuit of triviality.
Art is a casual pursuit of significance.
Let’s keep it in perspective. – Vera Nazarian
The ideal art, the noblest of art: working with the complexities of life, refusing to simplify, to “overcome” doubt. – Joyce Carol Oates
The ideal art, the noblest of art: working with the complexities of life, refusing to simplify, to “overcome” doubt. – Joyce Carol Oates
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 browns, ashy grays, and muted blues made people speak softly to one another, as if a shouted word might curdle one of the paintings and ruin it. Bottles, carafes, and ceramic whatnots sat in his paintings like small animals huddling for warmth, and these shy pictures could easily hang next to a Picasso or Matisse without feeling inferior. – Steve Martin
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 browns, ashy grays, and muted blues made people speak softly to one another, as if a shouted word might curdle one of the paintings and ruin it. Bottles, carafes, and ceramic whatnots sat in his paintings like small animals huddling for warmth, and these shy pictures could easily hang next to a Picasso or Matisse without feeling inferior. – Steve Martin
I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music. – Joan Miró
I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music. – Joan Miró