Quotes About Artistry

Being Creative is not a hobbie, it's a way of life!

A poet is an unpaid laborer of a mine where he digs into the mountain to find rough diamonds. He then polishes them with his imagination and emotion to share with everyone.

Give a poet a pen

I won't stop writing until I am known as the Kurt Cobain of literature!

As I write, My fingers tap tap the keys the way Ravi Shankar's fingers pluck and strum the strings of his sitar.

Genius creates, and taste preserves.

An artist is a person who has invented an artist.

If you imitate the forms of a single artist through constant practice, your intelligence would have to be crude indeed for you not to get some nourishment from them.

Intelligence is not creative; judgment is not creative. If a sculptor is nothing but skill and mind, his hands will be without genius.

Consider how wool is turned into an elegantly designed carpet by coming into contact with an intelligent person.

The writer must be four people: 1) The nut, the obsede 2) The moron 3) The stylist 4) The critic. 1 supplies the material; 2 lets it come out; 3 is taste; 4 is intelligence.

I try to put all I am as a person into what I do. My intelligence, my emotion. I've done that in everything.

I don't feel like I have the intelligence to really inhabit a consistently high level of prose.

We all have the same pallet of emotional paints. It is how we pigment them on the canvas of life that dictates our artistry.

Writing, I think, is not apart from living. Writing is a kind of double living. The writer experiences everything twice. Once in reality and once in that mirror which waits always before or behind.

Writers are always pirates, marauding, taking whatever pleases them from others, shaping these stolen goods to our purposes.

Art is a fruit that grows in man.

Really we create nothing. We merely plagiarize nature.

An artist cannot talk about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

Listen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don't like — then cultivate it. That's the only part of your work that's individual and worth keeping.

Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.

By the work one knows the workmen.

By the work one knows the workman.

Art doesn't go to sleep in the bed made for it. It would sooner run away than say its own name: what it likes is to be incognito. Its best moments are when it forgets what its own name is.