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I paint things as they are. I don't comment.rn
I paint things as they are. I don't comment.rn
From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly read more
From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow,
So warm with light his blended colors glow.
. . . .
The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring
Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.
Painting is an infinitely minute part of my personality.
Painting is an infinitely minute part of my personality.
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?
A picture is a poem without words.
A picture is a poem without words.
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
A flattering painter, who made it his care
To draw men as they ought to be, not as they read more
A flattering painter, who made it his care
To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
I only feel, but want the power to paint.
[Lat., Nequeo monstrare et sentio tantum.]
I only feel, but want the power to paint.
[Lat., Nequeo monstrare et sentio tantum.]