Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality read more

Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality of nature, placed alongside thereof for its conquest.

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by read more

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by some relationship.
[Lat., Etenim omnes artes, quae ad humanitatem pertinent, habent
quoddam commune vinculum, et quasi cognatione quadam inter se
continentur.]

Art comes to you proposing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass.

Art comes to you proposing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass.

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence

A good painting to me has always been like a friend. It keeps me company, comforts and inspires.

A good painting to me has always been like a friend. It keeps me company, comforts and inspires.

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let read more

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.

Art my slats! I can paint with a shoestring dipped in lard!

Art my slats! I can paint with a shoestring dipped in lard!

Art is the symbol of the two noblest human efforts: to construct and to refrain from destruction.

Art is the symbol of the two noblest human efforts: to construct and to refrain from destruction.

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if read more

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.