I always want to create and do things, or draw.
Cleanliness is the scourge of art.
Great art - or good art - is when you look at it, experience it and it stays in your mind. I don't think conceptual art and traditional art are all that different.
Cinematography is infinite in its possibilities... much more so than music or language.
Science may be described as the art of systematic over-simplification.
A fool's brain digests philosophy into folly, science into superstition, and art into pedantry. Hence University education.
Pitching is the art of instilling fear.
Drawing is the discipline by which I constantly rediscover the world. I have learned that what I have not drawn I have never really seen and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing I realize how...
Action speaks louder than words, but if someone judged you by your tattoos, that means they are STUPID not to understand art and missed the meaning of art for art's sake.
Most critics, fond of subservient art still make the whole depend upon a part. They talk of principles, but notions prize And all to one loved folly sacrifice.
Art was art, humans were humans, but art was best when it was human.
The most mesmerizing of artists is always like one who was merely drawing in the sand and people came to watch.
Art is inextricably tied to man's survival - not to his physical survival, but to that on which his physical survival depends: to the preservation and survival of his consciousness.
Writers and other artists are mostly just historians, produced by nature to describe, decipher and thus historically represent the universe.
Art has simple founding principles: Less is more, more or less; fill in the blanks with no filler.
Everything is art and it's part of the painting. To talk with somebody it's art, to understand a language is art, to understand a book is art, to understand somebody is art...
Art is love made public.
Art and the artist meet in stages, slowly revealing themselves until both are satisfied with what the other has become.
In effect, painting is the still memory of {the artist's} human motion, and our individual responses to it depend on who we are, on our character, which underlines the simple truth that no person...
Artistic symbols and myths speak out of the primordial, preconscious realm of the mind which is powerful and chaotic. Both symbol and myth are ways of bringing order and form into this chaos.
If it sells, it's art.
There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality.
I spoke fire, laughed smoke, and madness spilled forth from my inspiration.
Story is the umbilical cord that connects us to the past, present, and future. Family. Story is a relationship between the teller and the listener, a responsibility. . . . Story is an affirmation of...
Nevertheless, we react to one a bit differently than we do to Rothko's hovering panels or Barnett Newman's stripes, though Whistler does approach their extremity of abstraction; part of our pleasure...
The river, tonally, does not recede, presenting the same lifeless grey near and far, a depthless plane upon which Schmitt's dragging oars inscribe parallel lines and Eakins' oars, rising and falling,...
Heade's calm is unsteady, storm-stirred; we respond in our era to its hint of the nervous and the fearful. His weather is interior weather, in a sense, and he perhaps was, if far from the first to...
Film photography will always be superior to digital - because no matter how many lasers and instant buttons and HD pixels you've got, a human being can take a photograph with much more integrity and...
Only after a writer lets literature shape her can she perhaps shape literature. In working-class France, when an apprentice got hurt, or when he got tired, the experienced workers said, "It is the...
The ideal art, the noblest of art: working with the complexities of life, refusing to simplify, to "overcome" doubt.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Inscribed on the back was a line from Virgil in Latin: Audentes fortuna juvat. Fortune favors the...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
The rain was pattering hypnotically on the plane's exterior.