I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes… – Jennifer Elisabeth

Always suffer delusions of grandeur with your art. What you are unable to face will never hurt you – Ginnetta Correli

What is art? Art is tar, rearranged. Art is tar on canvas or tar on tarp or tar on a naked body. Art is a bird chirping changed into something visual. Art is an image of a thousand beaks breaking into the office of a quack doctor. I know that doctor, and I’ve personally spoken to ten of those beaks. Art is rhythm, two hands clapping at a urinal while a third shakes off pee to the beat. Good art stays with you your whole life, especially if that good art is a tattoo. Good art is my name, written backwards, inked on your upper lip in a furry font. Art imitates life, just as life imitates Orafoura. Art can be anything from a Manet to a Monet to a painting of money to a missile. Art can save the world, or devastate it. (We could drop another big bomb on Japan, though I’m not advocating dumping Basquiat paintings on Hiroshima). Art rhymes with a bodily function, and everybody should let their creativity rip everywhere from the privacy of their bathrooms to small heated boxes with four of their closest friends. Art is thinking outside that box, and desperately trying to escape. – Jarod Kintz

What is art? Art is tar, rearranged. Art is tar on canvas or tar on tarp or tar on a naked body. Art is a bird chirping changed into something visual. Art is an image of a thousand beaks breaking into the office of a quack doctor. I know that doctor, and I’ve personally spoken to ten of those beaks. Art is rhythm, two hands clapping at a urinal while a third shakes off pee to the beat. Good art stays with you your whole life, especially if that good art is a tattoo. Good art is my name, written backwards, inked on your upper lip in a furry font. Art imitates life, just as life imitates Orafoura. Art can be anything from a Manet to a Monet to a painting of money to a missile. Art can save the world, or devastate it. (We could drop another big bomb on Japan, though I’m not advocating dumping Basquiat paintings on Hiroshima). Art rhymes with a bodily function, and everybody should let their creativity rip everywhere from the privacy of their bathrooms to small heated boxes with four of their closest friends. Art is thinking outside that box, and desperately trying to escape. – Jarod Kintz

I’m pretty much looking for beauty all the time. It just seems like some days the light is better to see it. – Melodie Ramone

We are often taught to look for the beauty in all things, so in finding it, the layman asks the philosopher while the philosopher asks the photographer. – Criss Jami

My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece – Claude Monet

A fine work of art – music, dance, painting, story – has the power to silence the chatter in the mind and lift us to another place. – Robert McKee

…a society without jaywalkers might indicate a society without artists. – Paul Theroux

العلم يكتشف أما الفن فيبدع. إن ضوء النجم البعيد الذي إكتشفه العلم كان موجودا قبل إكتشافه, أما الضوء الذي يلقيه الفن علينا ، فقد أبدعه الفن بنفسه في اللحظة نفسها. – علي عزت بيجوفيتش

العلم يكتشف أما الفن فيبدع. إن ضوء النجم البعيد الذي إكتشفه العلم كان موجودا قبل إكتشافه, أما الضوء الذي يلقيه الفن علينا ، فقد أبدعه الفن بنفسه في اللحظة نفسها. – علي عزت بيجوفيتش

…I do not want art for a few; any more than education for a few; or freedom for a few… – William Morris

One wanted, she thought, dipping her brush deliberately, to be on a level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that’s a chair, that’s a table, and yet at the same time, It’s a miracle, it’s an ecstasy. – Virginia Woolf

One wanted, she thought, dipping her brush deliberately, to be on a level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that’s a chair, that’s a table, and yet at the same time, It’s a miracle, it’s an ecstasy. – Virginia Woolf

He possessed the logic of all good intentions and a knowledge of all the tricks of his trade, and yet he never succeeded at anything, because he believed too much in the impossible. Surprising? Why so? He was forever in the act of conceiving it! – Charles Baudelaire

He possessed the logic of all good intentions and a knowledge of all the tricks of his trade, and yet he never succeeded at anything, because he believed too much in the impossible. Surprising? Why so? He was forever in the act of conceiving it! – Charles Baudelaire