Quotes About Art

one of those coins at Michael's

Does each song, he wondered, have a certain time and place-beyond the subjective aspects of technique and talent-when it is perfectly played by the performer, or perfectly received by the listener? If so, he wondered, what if by some huge cosmic coincidence both occurred simultaneously? He felt he had just witnessed such a phenomenon. Could the same process occur with other art forms?

In every person there lies a book that can be enjoyed by others only by escaping through the lips or finger tips." - Jim Conover - 2000

I think it's not particularly necessary to lead a religious life. People progress just as well in music, or art, or math or science or gardening or whatever. It all seems to work as well and the process is good.

O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives.

Cineama, heir of alchemy, The last erotic science

Through art they confuse us and blind us to our enslavement. Art adorns our prison walls, keeps us silent and diverted and indifferent.

It is wrong to assume that art needs the spectator in order to be. The film runs on without any eyes. The spectator cannot exist without it. It insures his existence.

Blues is easy to play, but hard to feel

Music is a safe kind of high

Ten watercolors were made from that star.

Medicine, I have reason since to notice more than once, remains an imperfect art.

Grammar is a piano I play by ear, since I seem to have been out of school the year the rules were mentioned.

of film. Using her body to shade her camera, she

His best moment was when he walked up the majestic stairway to the second floor of the Met; he loved the glorious spaces of old exhibition halls. Not that they knew about old here, with buildings always being blasted and rebuilt higher. How did people in this city keep track of themselves, with so much coming at them at once?

he was in a museum of immaculate dust - and nothing was exactly gone

That's all right. We may say what we daren't write. "And sing what is too foolish to say

Minority art, vernacular art, is marginal art. Only on the margins does growth occur.

What is a writer of fiction but a liar with a licence?

If you can still write in spite of the fact that you're not getting paid, that nobody cares about what you're writing, that nobody wants to publish it, that everybody is telling you to do something else, and you still want to and you still enjoy it and you can't stop doing it...then you're a writer.

And it is partly the transience of it that delights me; so much loving preparation, so much art and experience, put into a pleasure that can last only a moment, and which only a few will ever fully appreciate.

Beware, Morgane . You thought I wasn't dangerous? That chocolate was too sweet, too soft to rival your ink and your needles? Chocolate is an ancient art. It comes from very far away. And under the softness, the sweetness- it waits. And it is bitter.

Because art is like love. It goes feral if you keep it to yourself. Art is made to be given away, otherwise, it just rots.

What looks like garbage from one angle might be art from another. Maybe it did take a crisis to get to know yourself; maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted out of it.