We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned read more

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned to bottle our parent twain in the yelk of an
addled egg.
We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by
the cart,
But the devil never whoops, as he of old; It's clever, but is it
art?

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own
nature into his pictures.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own
nature into his pictures.

Painters and poets have equal license in regard to everything.
[Lat., Pictoribus atque poetis
Quidlibet audendi semper read more

Painters and poets have equal license in regard to everything.
[Lat., Pictoribus atque poetis
Quidlibet audendi semper fuit aequa potestas.]

Art always has something of the unconscious about it.

Art always has something of the unconscious about it.

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within read more

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within the soul

Art is a lie which makes us realize the truth.

Art is a lie which makes us realize the truth.

Art is long, life is short. —Ars longa, vita brevis

Art is long, life is short. —Ars longa, vita brevis

Life doesn't imitate art, it imitates bad television.

Life doesn't imitate art, it imitates bad television.

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: read more

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication