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Sometimes writing a single line is enough to save your own heart.
— Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life
if nothing endswhere do we begin?
— Natasha Tsakos
Because the new the stories we tell, the art we make, the rockets we build, will influence the future that shapes our present.
— Natasha Tsakos
Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.
— Kamand Kojouri
sacred knowledge of the cosmos seems to be hidden within our souls and is shown within our artwork and creative expressions.
— Nikki Shiva
One of the best ways to recharge is by simply being in the presence of art. No thoughts, no critiques. Just full-on absorption mode.
— Dean Francis Alfar
In those glorious moments when someone sees, really sees, your art and bothers to tell you so, relish it!
— Teresa R. Funke, Bursts of Brilliance for a Creative Life blog
If you construct a room in paint, you haunt it. Your life rests in every stroke. So paint only the rooms that you can bear to occupy forever. Or paint the stars instead.
— Benjamin Wood, The Ecliptic
Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin,carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir.
— Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown
Better farPursue a frivolous trade by serious means,Than a sublime art frivolously.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Our art is never really ours. Each person who experiences it brings to it a piece of themselves and reacts to it in ways that stem from their personal struggles, beliefs, morals, and even hang-ups.
— Teresa R. Funke, Bursts of Brilliance for a Creative Life blog
The Art of Muses is the Bridge of Feeling.
— 1 Minuto na Palma da Mão
A picture is a voiceless poem, a poem is a vocal picture.
— Anonymous
A basic premise of Expressionism was that mise-en-scène - the visual space of the film (as well as of fiction, theatrical presentation, and painting) - should express the stressed psychological state of either its main character, or more universally, the culture at large. Edvard Munch's painting The Scream (1893) best exemplifies this effect, though it actually predates and influenced the Expressionist movement. This painting of a figure on a bridge, standing in front of a violent multicolored sky, hands held up in anxiety and terror, is a dominant image for the twentieth century. It encapsulates the Expressionist desire to make the world a reflection of the interior anguish it has caused.
— Robert Kolker, Film form and Culture
I wish I had a dollar for every time someone said, "Me? No, I'm not creative". I would be gazillionaire. The thing is, that's not really them talking, it's their jerkface inner critic. Okay, so maybe you haven't made anything in a very long time, but that doesn't mean you're not creative. What it means is that, somewhere along the way, you became really good at saying "Me? No, I'm not creative".
— Danielle Krysa, Your Inner Critic Is a Big Jerk: And Other Truths About Being Creative
Oh Maker, what did they really say about your black creation? I think you made a beautiful work of art on a canvass of rebellion. Hey, Maker! We are still selling out!
— Chinonye J. Chidolue
Love is the most primal force in the universe. It inspires us, pulling us over otherwise insurmountable obstacles. Art is created to exalt it, children are born of it, and entire lives are devoted to seeking it out in the most unlikely places.
— C. Robert Cargill, Dreams and Shadows
If you’re going to be an artist, you’ve got to make your work your best friend, that you can go to whatever you’re feeling, and have a conversation with it.
— maggie Hambling
An artist who desires very little and achieves it has failed in life.
— Paulo Coelho
When an image depends on the next for a complete meaning, it moves the story and audience along without choking them with pathos
— Val Uchendu
All art forms possess liberty beyond space and time, yet grounded by urgency of now, and a breath of truth.
— Val Uchendu
The purpose of art is to create heavens to balance the world because there are so many hells in the world, there are wars, tortures and oppressions, there is unhappiness etc.
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Let's make room for the kind of art that challenges us, pushes boundaries, stirs and inspires, and takes our breath away with its uniqueness. Let's reconnect with our artist souls and trust that if we make good art, we'll make good money.
— Teresa R. Funke, Bursts of Brilliance for a Creative Life blog
The biographies of great artists make it abundantly clear that the creative urge is often so imperious that it battens on their humanity and yokes everything to the service of the work, even at the cost of health and ordinary human happiness. The unborn work in the psyche of the artist is a force of nature that achieves its end either with tyrannical might or with the subtle cunning of nature herself, quite regardless of the personal fate of the man who is its vehicle. The creative urge lives and grows in him like a tree in the earth from which it draws its nourishment.
— C.G. Jung
The creative process, so far as we are able to follow it at all, consists in the unconscious activation of an archetypal image, and in elaborating and shaping this image into the finished work. By giving it shape, the artist translates it into the language of the present, and so makes it possible for us to find our way back to the deepest springs of life. Therein lies the social significance of art: it is constantly at work educating the spirit of the age, conjuring up the forms in which the age is most lacking.
— C.G. Jung
There is so much in the world for us if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it ourselves- so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful for.
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island
First, you write for yourself... always, to make sense of experience and the world around you. It’s one of the ways I stay sane. Our stories, our books, our films are how we cope with the random trauma-inducing chaos of life as it plays.
— Bruce Springsteen, Born to Run
It's about what I know is true. Because I'm looking at this bright red storm of color on a canvas, at all my delicate lines and passionate brushstrokes. I'm looking at something so urgent and true, so far beyond what I thought I was capable of making.
— Nina LaCour, You Know Me Well
We are all creative beings. The act of creating puts us in direct connection with the greatest creator. The master artist that is our Divine Creator.
— Eileen Anglin
And thus when by Poetry, or when by Music, the most entrancing of the poetic moods, we find ourselves melted into tears, we weep then, not... through excess of pleasure, but through a certain petulant, impatient sorrow at our inability to grasp now, wholly, here on earth, at once and forever, those divine and raptorous joys of which through the poem, or through the music, we attain to but brief and indeterminate glimpses.
— Edgar Allan Poe, The Poetic Principle
Art is love made public.
— Hernando Fuentes
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things. The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
Every gesture and every look he gives me takes me by surprise and causes my heart to stutter.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
You must study the Masters but guard the original style that beats within your soul and put to sword those who would try to steal it.
— El Greco
Sometimes I defy flower anatomy & other times I try and replicate it intricately!
— Minnelli Lucy France
At a certain point you have to leave childish things behind, and one of the childish things is a sense that 'Wow, I can draw' or in my case 'Wow, I can read'... You feel you have what's called a talent, but as you become an adult, if you hope to make things, you have to give up the preoccupation with talent otherwise you'll spend your life painting beautiful pictures of fruit bowls that look like fruit bowls.
— Zadie Smith
If you want to have a golden signature, create a good art!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
I adore the elegance of botanical realism but I also can't help but dream of my very own neo-surrealistic fantasy flowers, and so I paint and illustrate both; I always find myself between both of those worlds.
— Minnelli Lucy France
A painting is worth a thousand confused art-gallery visitors.
— Ljupka Cvetanova, The New Land
... and I submit to you, that science, scientific discovery, especially cosmic discovery, does not become mainstream until the artist embraces the fruits of those discoveries.
— Neil deGrasse Tyson, Origins: Fourteen Billion Years of Cosmic Evolution
This time when she picked up her paints, she didn’t think, she just painted. It was like opening the door onto a storm. The canvas was her doorway and the paint all the thunder and lightning, the wild pain-filled sky caught inside her.
— Michelle Frost, Wisdoms of the Light
I freeze, my feet suddenly glued to the floor. It takes me a minute to gather the courage to turn around, but when I do, I immediately wish I hadn't. The boy is standing in the doorway at the end of the hall.Why is he here again? I barely allow myself time to ask the question before I move. Panicked, I turn and run back downstairs as fast as I can."Hey! Wait!" he calls after me.I don't stop.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
The ironic, too-cool meta satire, the sneering and mocking? Is actually just a contemporary version of the bourgeois sentimentality it's trying to mock. It is not new. Really it's almost quaint. The backlash has already outlasted it.
— Tony Tulathimutte, Private Citizens
People are not alone in making art. Even the smallest animals can create things of beauty. Even the smallest animals have power and can help set things right in the world. Beautiful things are being made all the time and can still work great wonders. A tiny web of silk, a small jar of earth, can hold a glowing ember of the sun to help light the world.
— Ari Berk & Carolyn Dunn
So while our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.
— Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing
I am writing a manifesto and there's nothing I want, and yet I'm saying certain things, and in principle I am against manifestos, as I am against principles.
— Tristan Tzara
Earth without "art" is just "eh
— Unknown
Take a newspaper.Take some scissors.Choose from this paper an article of the length you want to make your poem.Cut out the article.Next carefully cut out each of the words that makes up this article and put them all in a bag.Shake gently.Next take out each cutting one after the other.Copy conscientiously in the order in which they left the bag.The poem will resemble you.And there you are -- an infinitely original author of charming sensibility, even though unappreciated by the vulgar herd.
— Tristan Tzara, Seven Dada Manifestos and Lampisteries
I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
The notion of "cause and effect" is sometimes useful in real life, and it can even be interesting in art, but I'm more interested in "cause and cause" or "effect and effect" or "and and and".
— kevin mcpherson eckhoff
The function of the artist is to disturb. His duty is to arouse the sleeper, to shake the complacent pillars of the world. He reminds the world of its dark ancestry, and shows the world its present and points the way to its new birth. He is at once the product and preceptor of his times.
— Norman Bethune, The Politics Of Passion: Norman Bethune's Writing And Art
It is a dangerous thing to substitute reading or writing for living. Live first, then write.
— Kamand Kojouri
It seems to me that the pleasure one feels in a work of art is just one thing that one does not have to explain.
— Willa Cather, The Selected Letters
By encouraging the critic in themselves (the hater) they have killed the artist (the lover).
— Brenda Ueland, If You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit
With you, it's... I don't even know how to say it. It's like you're a work of art. Every time I'm with you, I see something new. Something beautiful.
— Lisa Brown Roberts, How (Not) to Fall in Love
There is no revelation in my words. I am merely stating what others have forgotten to write down.
— Kamand Kojouri
I see football as an art and all players are artists.If you are a top artist, the last thing you would do is paint a picture somebody else has already painted.
— Cristiano Ronaldo
Twenty years earlier, in a life [Kirsten] mostly couldn’t remember, she had had a small nonspeaking role in a short-lived Toronto production of King Lear. Now she walked in sandals whose soles had been cut from an automobile tire, three knives in her belt.
— Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven
I have forgotten the glasses, angles, color adjustments, contrast,blur and The photography..... The day the most photogenic person of my life went off my life. That person took my enthusiasm one feels at the moment of pressing the click.
— Ratish Edwards
The human being now simply can't close his elected garment about himself. Obligations to one's fellows perhaps prevent full buttoning by artists.
— Saul Bellow, Novels, 1984-2000
I take in all the colorful locks that line the bridge. Each one told a story. Each lock represented a relationship that was once special, whether it ended or turned into true happiness. The locks represented a past, present, and a possible future.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
When we step onto the bridge, Nathan turns and spreads his arms out wide. ‘Welcome to Pont des Arts, a.k.a. The Lock Bridge.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
The boy took my sketchbook.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
I head in the direction of the Eiffel Tower when I exit the alley, relieved to be out of the dark.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
No art is harder to master than believing in yourself.
— Marty Rubin
However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.
— Iris Murdoch, The Sea, the Sea
I often come across this question. "Which is the best camera in the world?". I would always say, "Well. You already own two of it, since your birth.
— Kowtham Kumar K
If the artist reflects only his own culture, then his works will die with that culture. But if his works reflect the eternal and universal, they will revive.
— Madeleine L'Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
He smirks, shaking his head and letting his eyes wander. I watch him carefully, wondering what I can say to get him to leave. “I’m not leaving until you answer some questions. Plus, I’m holding your sketchbook hostage, so you might want to cooperate.” I raise an eyebrow at him. I guess there isn’t much I can say. “This isn’t a hostage negotiation.” He chuckles half-heartedly as his eyes take me in, almost sizing me up. “I guess I should introduce myself.” He holds a hand out for me to shake. “I’m Nathan.” I stare at his hand for a moment. “Taylor,” I reply, meeting his eyes again without taking his hand. He lets his hand fall back to his side. “At least I got you to say something non-hostile.” “I haven’t been hostile,” I object. His eyebrows shoot up. “Oh, haven’t you?” “Why don’t you leave me alone?” I snap. “Leave and don’t come back.” I move passed him, heading for my apartment. He can’t follow and annoy me if I lock the door. “Where are you going?” he demands. I look back over my shoulder and roll my eyes at him, indicating the answer should be obvious: anywhere he isn’t. Once inside, I slam the door behind me. “That was totally not hostile!” he calls after me, sarcastically. I quickly head for my bedroom door, slamming it, too.
— Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris
The real joy of writing lies in the opportunity of being able to sacrifice a whole chapter for a single sentence, a complete sentence for a single word...
— Jean Baudrillard, Cool Memories
With a true masterpiece, there are no words required. Discourse is rendered redundant. That's why the work of a master transcends all notions of education, of class. It rises above the onlooker's understanding of what is considered good or bad, or right or wrong in the world of art. With the artist who has achieved mastery, skill, experience and knowledge are transparent, leaving only the message for all to see.
— Jacqueline Winspear, Messenger of Truth
The future belongs to us. I think that art is a force that can change the world.
— Shahin Najafi
That’s what great art does—that’s why these men and women counted. It shows us what makes life worth living.
— Kate Lord Brown, The House of Dreams
How lucky I am to lose sleep over such a work of art.
— Taylor Patton
Oh, is that all you’re looking forward to - a break from your studies?” He peered down at her with a knowing smirk.
— Lisa Carlisle, Dark Pursuit
The writer does want to be published; the painter urgently hopes that someone will see the finished canvas (van Gogh was denied the satisfaction of having his work bought and appreciated during his lifetime; no wonder the pain was more than he could bear); the composer needs his music to be heard. Art is communication, and if there is no communication it is as though the work has been stillborn.
— Madeleine L'Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
Tweets are not diseased rings of glitchy minds. They’re epigrams, aphorisms, maxims, dictums, taglines, captions, slogans, and adages. Some are art, some are commercial; these are forms with integrity.
— Virginia Heffernan, Magic and Loss: The Internet as Art
Open spaces sing to my heartof the art of nature and the nature of art.
— Jay Woodman
I don’t want to sit there and be like, ‘Oh, I don’t care what the audience thinks.’ It does matter to me. I just want them to think, to be honest.
— Donald Glover
Since 1960s pop art the art world has been happy for artists to use the lowbrow to add zest and authenticity to their works. But middlebrow has resonances of the suburban bourgeousie who might see art as aspirational by association.
— Grayson Perry, Playing to the Gallery
Stories, no matter how simple, can be vehicles of truth; can be, in fact, icons. It's no coincidence that Jesus taught almost entirely by telling stories, simple stories dealing with the stuff of life familiar to the Jews of his day. Stories are able to help us to become more whole, to become Named. And Naming is one of the impulses behind all art; to give a name to the cosmos we see despite all the chaos.
— Madeleine L'Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
Masterpieces, not always distinguished or distinguishable among all the works with pretensions to genius, are scattered about the world like warning notices in a mine field.
— Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting in Time
Most of the other visitors were chained to their audio guides, looking only at what their little headsets told them was worth seeing.
— Dara Horn, The World to Come
To see things as the poet sees them I must share his consciousness and not attend to it; I must look where he looks and not turn round to face him; I must make of him not a spectacle but a pair of spectacles; in fine, as Professor Alexander would say, I must enjoy him and not contemplate him.
— C.S. Lewis, The Personal Heresy: A Controversy
Our ability to detect and measure the passage of time is burdensome. The conception and sensation of time bears down upon all of us. It weighs us down; it compresses our souls. There is a variety of ways to escape the dull passage of time or the fearfulness of our accelerating march towards death. We must choose our mechanisms for dealing with the inexorability of time and our finiteness. We can fill our void with work or pleasure, laughter or pain, and fretfulness or courage. We can seek a sense of purposefulness or acknowledge the meaninglessness of life. We can seek to escape the drudgery and pain of life through alcohol, drugs, or pleasure seeking, or by working to support our families and create artistic testaments to our worldly existence.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
The local Red Cross chapter volunteered to publish his book. It came out in a deluxe, gold-embossed, Japanese-paper edition to remind the reader of human artistry, which can be a refuge from evil and a source of new, platonic stirrings. One copy was reserved for His Imperial Majesty Nicholas II. (The Tsar fairly devoured mystical works, believing that hell could be avoided by a combination of education and deceit.)"The Book of Kings and Fools," p. 136.
— Danilo Kiš, The Encyclopedia of the Dead
This mind is continuous and ever taxing, Sleep is an endeavoring luxury for the carnivorous mind
— Gerald Mills
I think Temple is wrong. I don't think I'd dig that kind of art party at all.
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
I think, Charlie, you have talent. I do. But I don't think you'll get far until you examine yourself and study.Until you let yourself be your subject. That's the exquisiteness of youth: you are allowed the luxury of vanity, of self-examination. Take it! Don't be ashamed of yourself.
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
As I said before, I took to miniature painting without a completely whole heart, on the advice of my elders and betters. Generally speaking, I do not think that one should ever take another person's advice in the things of life that really matter, but follow the dictates of the still small something in one's innermost self. But 'they' advised, and I bowed to the advice; and in this particular instance it was a good thing I did, because the advice turned out to be so resoundingly wrong that it turned me into another direction altogether. If I had gone on working in oils I might very well have been a dedicated but unsuccessful painter to this day.
— Rosemary Sutcliff, Blue Remembered Hills: A Recollection
And remember whatever discipline you're in, whether you're a musician or a photographer, fine artist or a cartoonist, writer, a dancer, a singer, a designer... whatever you do, you have a thing that's unique. You have the ability to make art.
— Neil Gaiman
In the flailing light they all looked sharp-edged and ethereal and divided by great distances
— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
I don't remember her. But she feels special. There's this hole in my heart every time I draw her; you know, a sick sort of feeling. Like she's someone I lost.
— C. Robert Cargill, Dreams and Shadows
ART: None. The function of art is to hold the mirror up to nature, and there simply isn’t a mirror big enough—see point one.
— Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
It would be narrowness to suppose that an artist can only care for the impressions of those who know the methods of his art as well as feel its effects. Art works for all whom it can touch.
— Gordon S. Haight, Selections from George Eliot's Letters
[W]e have reason to ask what artists are working specially for children, and whether they are running with the popular tide or saying something special.... In America, we had the 'parlor gift book' makers, but we also had Howard Pyle.
— Louise Seaman Bechtel, Books In Search Of Children
These poems are cupsthat I pour my life into.Here, Drink!
— Kamand Kojouri
Art should be expressed without objectification.It's more than just attraction. Creative expression is not "art for art's sake" but art that breathes true meaning.
— Henry Johnson Jr, Liberian Son
I painted for the eyes, and wrote prose for the ears… Between those senses lay the mind and soul… I enjoyed connecting with people’s deepest thoughts, their hopes and dreams… My pen and brush were tools to achieve my artistic desired effects.
— J.R. Ortiz, FUEGO
Management: An art of handling conflicting Egos to meet a common objective, be it political, organisational or societal in nature.
— Ramana Pemmaraju
If you call that music real noise
— Joseph McElroy, Women and Men
Artists are never appreciated at lunchtime," Kelly mumbled as she stuffed her camera into her pocket.
— Alex Gino, George
Creativity abides no absolutes.
— Shannon Taylor Hodnett
Like most artists, everything I produced was connected to who I was - and so I suffered according to how my work was received. The idea that anyone might be able to detach their personal value from their public output was revolutionary.
— Jessie Burton, The Muse
All my images are self-portraits, even when I'm not in them.
— Nuno Roque
There is something in such laws that takes the breath away. They are not discoveries or inventions of the human mind, but exist independently of us. In a moment of clarity, one can at most discover that they are there and take them into account. Long before there were people on the earth, crystals were already growing in the earth's crust. On one day or another, a human being first came across such a sparkling morsel of regularity lying on the ground or hit one with his stone tool and it broke off and fell at his feet, and he picked it up and regarded it in his open hand, and he was amazed.
— M.C. Escher, The World of M.C. Escher
You know what? I'm an artist. I'm an artist and I'm gonna make art, arty art art!
— Andy Biersack
The true purpose of illustrated journaling [is] to celebrate your life. No matter how small or mundane or redundant, each drawing and little essay you write to commemorate an event or an object or a place makes it all the more special.
— Danny Gregory, The Creative License: Giving Yourself Permission to Be The Artist You Truly Are
Make your life a work of art and you will never die.
— Maria Elena, Eternal Youth
Reality is not art, but a realist art is one that can create an integral aesthetic of reality.
— André Bazin, What is Cinema?: Volume I
Paris, however―because of her purely fortuitous beauty, because of the old things which have become a part of her, because of her entanglement of buildings and tenements―Paris yields herself in discovery as an attic beloved in our childhood gave up its secrets.
— Jean Cocteau, The Paris We Love
A piece of art that speaks to you can open windows in a room you hadn’t even known was dark.
— Lilah Pace, Begging for It
If you are only moved by color relationships, you are missing the point. I am interested in expressing the big emotions - tragedy, ecstasy, doom.
— Mark Rothko
I am not an actress. I am a mistress of disguise. Acting happens to be one of the perks
— Janna Cachola
There are different ways of seeing things. That's art. There is no one interpretation.
— Sharon Leach, Love It When You Come, Hate It When You Go: Stories
The dictators, commanders or emperors who want to conquer the world soon realize that the world has already been conquered by the artists and their arts!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
...human beings are able to attend to issues longer, to think harder about them, to receive deeper impressions that last longer, if information is presented in a context of emotion--a sort of hot dressing--than if it is presented wholly without affect.
— Mette Hjort, Emotion and the Arts
Being unemployed, Kurt set in motion a routine that he would follow for the rest of his life. He would rise at around noon and eat a brunch of sorts. Kraft Macaroni and Cheese was his favorite food. After eating, he would spend the rest of the day doing one of three things: watching television, which he did unceasingly; practicing his guitar, which he did for hours a day, usually while watching TV; or creating some kind of art project, be it a painting, collage, or three-dimensional installation. This last activity was never formal— he rarely identified himself as an artist—yet he spent hours in this manner.
— Charles R. Cross, Heavier Than Heaven: A Biography of Kurt Cobain
you write your best lyrics when you most vulnerable
— D WordSmith
We will feel conviction about the things we create only if we keep discovering, within those creations, new reasons for wanting them to be that way.
— William L. Hubbard, Complicity and Conviction: Steps Toward an Architecture of Convention
Pop is about speaking everybody's language. The imagery and iconography we instantly recognize. When you can rely on things that the public already knows, you're dealing with Pop.
— Nuno Roque
You'll live through my words and my pictures, and I'll live somewhere the skies are blue.
— Maria Elena, Eternal Youth
...the rationale for the existence of literature lies precisely in its ability to work on issues that concern us deeply. And it does so in a way that keeps our motivation at its highest intensity. Literature is fuel for 'hot cognition.' One may presume that imaginative literature is a property that all human cultures possess and as such may provide humans with an evolutionary advantage.
— Mette Hjort, Emotion and the Arts
No one has madethe art by which one makes the worksof art. Each one who speaks speaksas a convocation. We live as councilsof ghosts. It is not "human genius"that makes us human, but an old love,an old intelligence of the heartwe gather to us from the world,from the creatures, from the angelsof inspiration, from the dead--an intelligence merely nonexistentto those who do not have it, but --to those who have it more dear than life.
— Wendell Berry
We are all born as storytellers. Our inner voice tells the first story we ever hear.
— Kamand Kojouri
There are no bad drawings.Drawings are experiences.The more you draw, the more experienced you'll get.In fact, you'll learn more from bad or unpredictable or weird experiences than from those that go exactly as you'd hoped and planned.So let it go.Release your ego's desire for perfection.Take risks.Stretch.Grow.Create as much as you can, whenever you can.
— Danny Gregory, The Creative License: Giving Yourself Permission to Be The Artist You Truly Are
that willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Art is the only answer to chaos and the void.
— Dean Koontz, Velocity
It is fairy dust and wanderlust that guide our hands to create what our hearts desire.
— Gayle Wray
I barely registered moving into the long gallery, one hand absentmindedly wrapping around my throat as I looked up at the paintings.So many, so different, yet all arranged to flow together seamlessly... Such different views and snippets and angles of the world. Pastorals, portraits, still lifes . . . each a story and an experience, each a voice shouting or whispering or singing about what that moment, that feeling, had been like, each a cry into the void of time that they had been here, had existed. Some had been painted through eyes like mine, artists who saw in colors and shapes I understood. Some showcased colors I had not considered; these had a bend to the world that told me a different set of eyes had painted them. A portal into the mind of a creature so unlike me, and yet . . . and yet I looked at its work and understood, and felt, and cared.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses
There's a fine line between minimalism and not trying very hard.
— Tom Pappalardo
We stand on the edge of national metamorphosis armed with hope and lengthy dreams, and the desire to leave the mistakes of the past far, far behind us. Some wake to a blessed plague of amnesia hoping never to recover the damage that was done. Some keep marching forward feeling the heavy ache of everything they wish to change about themselves and our nation dragging behind them like a long, prolonged shadow. And still others shine above the sun, sparkling like raging cosmonauts, propelled by the strength and power of their pathological optimism. I tend to slingshot between all 3 of these distinct planets with unruly fortitude. This is where art comes in. It helps me deal with my compulsive randomness, and allows me to abate life's repressions while exploring all possibilities of transformation and growth. And for this, I am eternally grateful.
— Otep Shamaya, Quiet Lightning On The Noisy Mountain
Paul Virilio and I, in our different ways, share an intense interest in the changes brought about by technological innovation, by cultural and social upheavals, by natural catastrophes like earthquakes and the social and architectural responses to them. I see these extreme cases as the avant-garde of a coming normality, one that we must engage creatively now, inventing new languages, rules and methods, if we are to preserve what is essential to our humanity, that is, compassion, reason, independence of thought and action.
— Lebbeus Woods
Art is meant to provoke emotions, Avery. Its sole purpose is to arouse our senses, even if it disturbs. Even if it’s ugly. Even if it fucking scares the living shit out of you.
— Lara Adrian, For 100 Days
The special calling of the artist is to call the world to a kind of rest or remind it of its restlessness
— William A. Dyrness, Visual Faith: Art, Theology, and Worship in Dialogue
There is no art without artist, try to paint your future under God's control.
— Bruce Mbanzabugabo
Nature is beautiful in all its chaos. However, a nature photograph is beautiful only in the absence of chaos.
— Mike   MacDonald
The work of art is, after all, an act of faith in our ability to communicate symbolically.
— Ralph Ellison, Going to the Territory
Was the sky always this shade of magenta?
— Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun
It is the duty of every generation of writers and artists to find fresh ways of expressing the habitual circumstances of the human condition. To serve up the lukewarm remains of yesterdays dinner is easy, profitable and popular, (for a while). It is also wrong.
— Jeanette Winterson
Art contained an undefined mystery that spoke to her soul.
— Geraldine Solon, The Portrait
Let's be honest. Sometimes art is dangerous, though. And that's why governments sometimes get nervous about art. But one of the things I truly believe is if you try to suppress the arts, then I think you are suppressing the deepest dreams and aspirations of the people.
— Barack Obama
... That little narrative is an example of the mathematician’s art: asking simple and elegant questions about our imaginary creations, and crafting satisfying and beautiful explanations. There is really nothing else quite like this realm of pure idea; it’s fascinating, it’s fun, and it’s free!
— Paul  Lockhart, A Mathematician's Lament: How School Cheats Us Out of Our Most Fascinating and Imaginative Art Form
You want to fly? Find an art and watch it carefully!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Because at nightwhen others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.
— Kamand Kojouri
Great art is an escape from the agony of why.
— Robert A. Kearse
All types and levels of art are beautiful, because art is beautiful, creativity is gorgeous and the artist itself is a masterpiece already.
— Kelly Palmen
But what is the use of the humanities as such? Admittedly they are not practical, and admittedly they concern themselves with the past. Why, it may be asked, should we engage in impractical investigations, and why should we be interested in the past? The answer to the first question is: because we are interested in reality. Both the humanities and the natural sciences, as well as mathematics and philosophy, have the impractical outlook of what the ancients called vita contemplativa as opposed to vita activa. But is the contemplative life less real or, to be more precise, is its contribution to what we call reality less important, than that of the active life? The man who takes a paper dollar in exchange for twenty-five apples commits an act of faith, and subjects himself to a theoretical doctrine, as did the mediaeval man who paid for indulgence. The man who is run over by an automobile is run over by mathematics, physics and chemistry. For he who leads the contemplative life cannot help influencing the active, just as he cannot prevent the active life from influencing his thought. Philosophical and psychological theories, historical doctrines and all sorts of speculations and discoveries, have changed, and keep changing, the lives of countless millions. Even he who merely transmits knowledge or learning participates, in his modest way, in the process of shaping reality - of which fact the enemies of humanism are perhaps more keenly aware than its friends. It is impossible to conceive of our world in terms of action alone. Only in God is there a "Coincidence of Act and Thought" as the scholastics put it. Our reality can only be understood as an interpenetration of these two.
— Erwin Panofsky, Meaning in the Visual Arts
Don’t fear the future or regret the past but celebrate the present.
— Tim Mann artist
A chord that becomes a melodious delusion,In polar discrepancy from blue to yellow painted,In yellow I existed, with digoxin’s deadly illusion,Like Van Gogh’s stars in a bright night untainted.
— Selina A. Mahmood, Apophasis: A Bildungsroman Through Facebook
They had heroes for companions, beautiful youths todream of, rose-marble-fingeredWomen shed light down the great lines;But you have invoked the slime in the skull,The lymph in the vessels. They have shown men Godslike racial dreams, the woman's desire,The man's fear, the hawk-faced prophet's; but nothingHuman seems happy at the feet of yours.Therefore though not forgotten, not loved, in the gray oldyears in the evening leaningOver the gray stones of the tower-top,You shall be called heartless and blind.
— Robinson Jeffers, The Selected Poetry
A work of art is somehow organic, and to slash a painting or smash a statue is not just an offence against property: it is an offence against life.
— Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange
His sister, in a big turquoise Angora sweater, leaned upon the wood frame of the open nursery door, anxiously looking out to see if he was really going to show, beaming and waving like a pastel colored TV Muppet when she spotted him.
— Alan Moore, Jerusalem
Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light. Dante reserved a place in his Inferno for those who wilfully live in sadness - sullen in the sweet air, he says. Your 'honour' is all shame and timidity and compliance. Pure of stain! But the artist is the secret criminal in our midst. He is the agent of progress against authority. you are right to be a scholar. A scholar is all scruple, an artist is none. The artist must lie, cheat, deceive, be untrue to nature and contemptuous of history. I made my life into my art and it was an unqualified success. The blaze of my immolation threw its light into every corner of the land where uncounted young men sat each in his own darkness. What would I have done in Megara!? - think what I would have missed! I awoke the imagination of the century. I banged Ruskin's and Pater's heads together, and from the moral severity of one and the aesthetic soul of the other I made art a philosophy that can look the twentieth century in the eye. I had genius, brilliancy, daring, I took charge of my own myth. I dipped my staff into the comb of wild honey. I tasted forbidden sweetness and drank the stolen waters. I lived at the turning point of the world where everything was waking up new - the New Drama, the New Novel, New Journalism, New Hedonism, New Paganism, even the New Woman. Where were you when all this was happening?
— Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love
The truth echoed in her head. On the same day she met him, he had tried to kill her.	Her mate.
— Lisa Carlisle, Dark Stranger
Your life is very different from mine. For one, you can transform into a wolf.”	“I can,” she agreed. “And you live with a vampire and gargoyle. That’s not the typical human way, is it?
— Lisa Carlisle, Dark Stranger
You've got to capture as much of the room sound as possible. That's the very essence of it.
— Jimmy Page
Anyone who knew the recipe of the alchemists could make gold, but only the artisans of Murano could make glass so fine, one could nearly touch one's fingers together on either side; cristallo without an imperfection or blemish, clear as the sky, with a sparkle to rival that of diamonds.
— Ruth Nestvold, Island of Glass: The Age of Magic
Silken strings composing the harpsichord of life accommodate a score of emotional tidings. An orchestra of linked heartbeats strumming the melodious prose of our collective intones gives rise to sonnets of melancholy, producing an illimitable libretto stretching from the milky dawn of newborn’s amaranth life to the speckled sunsets of gentle souls whom we cherish.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
Humankind cannot exist without the makeshift paradigm of innovative art, which genuine amoeba expresses elusive and unsayable thoughts. Humankind’s gallery of artistic impressions ranges from the starkness of personified cave drawings to the free ranging lexis of modern art. Collection of multihued stories of the ages portrays the vivid panoply of enigmatic vitas etched by humankind’s self-imposed sense of urgency. Each passing generation’s effusion of trope offerings seamlessly folds its shared renderings into the shimmering panorama of the cosmos, the sparkling nightscape that houses the intangible life force all communal souls.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
All I wanted," Saina thought, "was to make someone feel something." Money can't do that. Just looking at a dollar bill did nothing to your emotions — you have to make money or lose money for it to make you feel anything. You can earn it, win it, lose it, save it, spend it, find it, but you can't sell it because you never really own it. On the other hand, you didn't have to possess a song or a sculpture for it to make you feel something — you only had to experience it. So why did collectors want to collect? What feeling were they pursuing?
— Jade Chang, The Wangs vs. the World
there's something wrong with any art that makes a woman all bust
— Djuna Barnes, Nightwood
Art translates human souls. Each passing eon’s public display of sophisticated hieroglyphics cast a unique depiction upon the rudimentary art of survival.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
Art creates high energy, high vibrations, high music, high feelings, high of everything! Without art, we leave highness and we meet lowness!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Remind me who you are,” he said in a gentler tone, almost a please. “How we know each other.”“Okay,” she began. “I’m Savannah Evans, a grad student and teaching assistant who teaches English at a college in Cambridge. I applied to the colony to work on my poetry and arrived six weeks ago. “We’ve spoken many times. You’ve praised my work, which I find a great honor as I’m a fan of your art.
— Lisa Carlisle, Dark Velvet
Every human is unique every spirit is engaging.
— Tim Mann artist
When the music comes, you try to see it shining between your eyes. Like threads stretched taut and the notes as colored beads threaded on. When you get very good, it's as if you can see inside the music, through it. You bring the music alive, bring it into being. As if you're the one composing.
— Anna Smaill, The Chimes
To call an artist morbid because he deals with morbidity as his subject-matter is as silly as if one called Shakespeare mad because he wrote ‘King Lear.
— Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man Under Socialism
The arts that have escaped [uniformity] best are the arts in which the public take no interest. Poetry is an instance of what I mean. We have been able to have fine poetry in England because the public do not read it, and consequently do not influence it.
— Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man Under Socialism
Art is a product of the intuitive—the most powerful instrument within us. The intuitive is the most accurate sense we have.
— Louis I. Kahn
No peace is possible between the novelist and the agélaste [those who do not laugh]. Never having heard God's laughter, the agélastes are convinced that the truth is obvious, that all men necessarily think the same thing, and that they themselves are exactly what they think they are. But it is precisely in losing the certainty of truth and the unanimous agreement of others that man becomes an individual. The novel is the imaginary paradise of individuals. It is the territory where no one possesses the truth, neither Anna nor Karenin, but where everyone has the right to be understood, both Anna and Karenin.
— Milan Kundera, The Art of the Novel
As regards the artists themselves, most of them gave up their freedom quite lightly, placing their art at the service of someone or something. As a rule, their concerns and their ambitions are those of any old careerist. I thus acquired a total distrust of art and artists, whether they were officially recognised or were endeavouring to become so, and I felt that I had nothing in common with this guild. I had a point of reference which held me elsewhere, namely that magic within art which I had encountered as a child.
— René Magritte
She was in awe of all his work. 'How do you do it?" she asked.He smiled and said, 'By loving you.
— Kamand Kojouri
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. The mind that responds to the intellectual and spiritual values that lie hidden in a poem, a painting, or a piece of music, discovers a spiritual vitality that lifts it above itself, takes it out of itself, and makes it present to itself on a level of being that it did not know it could ever achieve.
— Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island
I romanticize life the way artists see scenery or a dreamer gazes up at the stars.
— Anastasia Bolinder
Walk away. Leave her be.
— And let this opportunity pass?
Birds sing, wolves howl, crickets chirp. But why? Money? Fame? Record contracts? Endorsements? What's it all for? They do it because they're alive. They do it because life is about making things.
— Danny Gregory, The Creative License: Giving Yourself Permission to Be The Artist You Truly Are
What treasures he would give for one night with her. To watch her strip off one of her vintage dresses, revealing her satin skin inch by inch just for him.
— Lisa Carlisle, Darkness Rising
Art is about going a little nuts and justifying the next sentence.
— Young-Ha Kim
In bluntest terms, art museums risk being commercial institutions in which art is subsumed by economics and the experience of looking at art becomes a form of consumption.
— Amy Whitaker, Museum Legs: Fatigue and Hope in the Face of Art
Rough work with a soul will always be open to all, including condemnation & reviling, while fine work housing emptiness is closed to all insults & is easily ivied over with paid praises
— Richard Flanagan, Gould's Book of Fish: A Novel in Twelve Fish
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Writing, photography...art. It's all about what's in focus.
— Kelly E. Lindner, Periphery
As most of us know, the proper attitude toward ourselves is called “good self-esteem.” But self-esteem isan art. An art of balance. A balance between thinking too little of ourselves, and thinking too much ofourselves.The name for thinking too much of ourselves is “egotism.” So, how do we adopt the proper attitude toward our gifts—speaking of them honestly, humbly,gratefully—without sounding egotistical? Just this: the more you see your own gifts clearly, the more youmust pay attention to the gifts that others have. The more sensitive you become to how unusual you are, themore you must become sensitive to how unusual those around you are. The more you pay attention toyourself, the more you must pay attention to others. The more you ponder the mystery of You, the more youmust ponder the mystery of all those you encounter, every loved one, every friend, every acquaintance,every stranger.Self-esteem is an art. It is the art of balance. A balance between thinking too little of ourselves, andthinking too much of ourselves. But we can only think too much of ourselves if we lose sight of others.Look at yourself, but equally look at them—with wonder.That is the proper attitude we all should set as our goal.
— Richard N. Bolles, What Color Is Your Parachute? 2012: A Practical Manual for Job-Hunters and Career-Changers
The creation of art requires descent into the dark.
— Doug Dorst, S.
Creativity is the brain's invisible muscle -- that when used and excercised routinely -- becomes better and stronger.
— Ashley Ormon