Every man should follow the bent of his nature in art and letters always provided that he does not offend against the rules of morality and good taste.
What matters poverty? What matters anything to him who is enamoured of our art? Does he not carry in himself every joy and every beauty?
Wisdom is nothing but a preparation of the soul a capacity a secret art of thinking feeling and breathing thoughts of unity at every moment of life.
I have a small house so I borrow everything except art that's what I love.
Oh yeah I mean every fighter has got be dedicated learn how to sacrifice know what the devotion is all about make sure you're paying attention and studying your art.
Surrealism: An archaic term. Formerly an art movement. No longer distinguishable from everyday life.
In every work of art the subject is primordial whether the artist knows it or not. The measure of the formal qualities is only a sign of the measure of the artist's obsession with his subject the form is always in proportion to the obsession.
Art is Art. Everything else is everything else.
Great art speaks a language which every intelligent person can understand. The people who call themselves modernists today speak a different language.
The work of art just like any fragment of human life considered in its deepest meaning seems to me devoid of value if it does not offer the hardness the rigidity the regularity the luster on every interior and exterior facet of the crystal.
I'm very manipulative towards directors. My theory is that everyone on the set is directing the film we're all receiving art messages from the universe on how we should do the film.
Art is for anyone. It just isn't for everyone. Still over the past decade its audience has hugely grown and that's irked those outside the art world who get irritated at things like incomprehensibility or money.
If the Frieze Art Fair catches on I imagine at least two great things happening. First we will once again have a huge art fair in town that isn't too annoying to go to. More importantly Frieze may finally show New Yorkers that we can cross our own waters for visual culture. That would change everything.
Early-twentieth-century abstraction is art's version of Einstein's Theory of Relativity. It's the idea that changed everything everywhere: quickly decisively for good.
Kinkade estimated that one of his paintings hung in every twenty homes in America. Yet the art world unanimously ignores or reviles him. Me included.
Everyone goes to the same exhibitions and the same parties stays in the same handful of hotels eats at the same no-star restaurants and has almost the same opinions. I adore the art world but this is copycat behavior in a sphere that prides itself on independent thinking.
Many art-worlders have an if-you-say-so approach to art: Everyone is so scared of missing out on the next hot artist that it's never clear whether people are liking work because they like it or because other people do. Everyone is keeping up with the Joneses and there are more Joneses than ever.
A canon is antithetical to everything the New York art world has been about for the past 40 years during which we went from being the center of the art world to being one of many centers.
If only we could persuade galleries to observe a fallow period in which for two months every other year new and old works of art could be sold in back rooms and all main galleries would be devoted to revisiting shows gone by.
Yes 85 percent of the art you see isn't any good. But everyone has a different opinion about which 85 percent is bad. That in turn creates fantastically unstable interplay and argument.
When art wins everyone wins.
A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.
Rumors sound of galleries asking artists for upsized art and more of it. I've heard of photographers asked to print larger to increase the wall power and salability of their work. Everything winds up set to maximum in order to feed the beast.
To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is intimacy spirituality color aspiration towards the infinite expressed by every means available to the arts.