Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Genius can probably run on ahead and seek out new ways; but the good artists who follow after genius - read more

Genius can probably run on ahead and seek out new ways; but the good artists who follow after genius - and I count myself among these - have to restore the lost connection once more.

A true artist will let his wife starve, his children go barefoot,
his mother drudge for his living at read more

A true artist will let his wife starve, his children go barefoot,
his mother drudge for his living at seventy, sooner than work at
anything but his art.

Identity is theft of the self

Identity is theft of the self

What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only his eyes if he is a painter, or read more

What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only his eyes if he is a painter, or his ears if he is a musician, or a lyre at every level of his heart if he is a poet, or, if he is merely a boxer, only his muscle? On the contrary, he is at the same time a political being, constantly alert to the heartrending, burning, or happy events in the world, molding himself in their likeness.

I believe in Michelangelo, Velasquez, and Rembrandt; in the might
of design, the mystery of color, the redemption of read more

I believe in Michelangelo, Velasquez, and Rembrandt; in the might
of design, the mystery of color, the redemption of all things by
Beauty everlasting, and the message of Art that has made these
hands blessed. Amen. Amen.

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.

All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.