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Writing is like walking in a deserted street. Out of the dust in the street you make a mud pie.
Writing is like walking in a deserted street. Out of the dust in the street you make a mud pie.
When you find yourself beginning to feel a bond between yourself and the people you photograph, when you laugh and read more
When you find yourself beginning to feel a bond between yourself and the people you photograph, when you laugh and cry with their laughter and tears, you will know you are on the right track.
The studio, a room to which the artist consigns himself for life, is naturally important, not only as workplace, but read more
The studio, a room to which the artist consigns himself for life, is naturally important, not only as workplace, but as a source of inspiration. And it usually manages, one way or another, to turn up in his product.
The history of modern art is also the history of the progressive loss of art's audience. Art has increasingly become read more
The history of modern art is also the history of the progressive loss of art's audience. Art has increasingly become the concern of the artist and the bafflement of the public.
Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning.
Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning.
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent read more
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.
My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, read more
My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope." Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.
The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark read more
The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above.
Of all lies, art is the least untrue.
Of all lies, art is the least untrue.
