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The fact that writers will go through so much to remain writers says something, perhaps everything. It would be far read more
The fact that writers will go through so much to remain writers says something, perhaps everything. It would be far easier (and nearly always more profitable) to become a real estate agent.
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved read more
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved sensations. It is a question of producing ourselves, not things that enslave us.
Impressionism is the newspaper of the soul.
Impressionism is the newspaper of the soul.
For me, painting is a way to forget life. It is a cry in the night, a strangled laugh.
For me, painting is a way to forget life. It is a cry in the night, a strangled laugh.
Sadistic excess attempts to reach roughly and by harshness what art reaches by fineness. - The Art of Being Ruled.
Sadistic excess attempts to reach roughly and by harshness what art reaches by fineness. - The Art of Being Ruled.
I'm the artist formally known as Beck. I have a genius wig. When I put that wig on, then the read more
I'm the artist formally known as Beck. I have a genius wig. When I put that wig on, then the true genius emerges. I don't have enough hair to be a genius. I think you have to have hair going everywhere.
The work of art, just like any fragment of human life considered in its deepest meaning, seems to me devoid read more
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.
Every great work of art has two faces, one toward its own time and one toward the future, toward eternity.
Every great work of art has two faces, one toward its own time and one toward the future, toward eternity.
For half a century photography has been the "art form" of the untalented. Obviously some pictures are more satisfactory than read more
For half a century photography has been the "art form" of the untalented. Obviously some pictures are more satisfactory than others, but where is credit due? to the designer of the camera? To the finger on the button? tso the law of averages?