Maxioms by Henri Matisse
He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.
He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.
There are wonderful things in real jazz, the talent for improvisation, the liveliness, the being at one with the audience.
There are wonderful things in real jazz, the talent for improvisation, the liveliness, the being at one with the audience.
It has bothered me all my life that I do not paint like everybody else.
It has bothered me all my life that I do not paint like everybody else.
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
