Quotes About Art

Remember we are mortal but poetry is not.

Even at her sickest, she tried to create at least one drawing every single day. Sometimes she drew stuff out of her head. Other times, she sketched nurses and orderlies and other patients. Once, she was so tired that she could barely sit up, but she struggled through a detailed drawing of her own scrawny fingers holding a pencil.

Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour films, music, books, paintings, poems, photographs, conversations, dreams, trees, architecture, street signs, clouds, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work will be authentic.

Be true to your subject and you will be far more likely to create something that is timeless.

If you show somebody a piece of your work and you ask them 'What do you think?', they will probably say it's okay because they don't want to offend you. Next time, instead of asking if it's right, ask them what's wrong. They may not say what you want to hear, but the chances are they will give you a truthful criticism.

In the end, the art of hunger can be described as an existential art. It is a way of looking death in the face, and by death I mean death as we live it today: without God, without hope of salvation. Death as the abrupt and absurd end of life

Paintings. Or the collapse of time in images.

Writing begins in the body, it is the music of the body, and even if the words have meaning, can sometimes have meaning, the music of the words is where the meanings begin....Writing as a lesser form of dance.

Translators are the shadow heroes of literature.

La poesía es algo hermoso, pero no vale la pena que se te congele el culo por ella.

Contrary to what many people want to believe, the novel is in good shape these days, as healthy and vigorous as it's ever been. It's an inexhaustible form, and no matter what the pessimists say, it's never going to die... Because a novel is the only place in the world where two strangers can meet on terms of absolute intimacy. The reader and the writer make the book together. No other art can capture the essential inwardness of human life.

the protocols of such gatherings, the sophisticated hypocrisies of supposed art lovers coming to an art show in order to ignore the artworks on display,

el arte era una actividad humana que se apoyaba en los sentidos para llegar al alma,

Maar is lezen juist niet de kunst van het zelf zien, van het oproepen van beelden in je eigen hoofd? En heeft de schoonheid van het lezen niet alles te maken met de stilte die je omgeeft zodra je je in het verhaal hebt gestort, het stemgeluid van de schrijver die weerklinkt in je hoofd en alle andere geluiden buitensluit?

Man, didn't anybody ever tell you that art is propaganda? It doesn't matter whether you think it should be or it shouldn't be, it just is, and motherfucker, like or not, you're sitting on a funky Magna Carta.

It'd taken only a few hours, but I felt like Michelangelo staring at the Sistine Chapel after four years of hard labor, like Banksy after spending six days searching the Internet for ideas to steal and three minutes of sidewalk vandalism to execute them.

That's why your poems can never be no more than a description of life. The page is finite. Once you put the words down on paper, you've fossilized your thought. Bugs in amber, nigger. But music is life itself. Music is time. Played live, played at seventy-eight rpms, thirty-three and a third, backwards, looped, whatever. There's no need for translation. You understand or you don't.

Most couples have songs they call their own. We had books. Authors. Artists. Silent movies.

It's funny I want to write a poem.

Forgery is just the most dramatic example of the importance of origin. Arthur Koestler described a friend who owned a drawing that she first took to be a reproduction. When she later discovered that it was an original by Picasso, she displayed it more prominently, claimed that she saw it differently, and enjoyed it more. For her, its value went up.

The literary critic Helen Vendler writes that "treating fictions as moral pep-pills or moral emetics is repugnant to anyone who realizes the complex psychological and moral motives of a work of art.

Treat nature in terms of the cylinder, the sphere, the cone, all in perspective.

Pure drawing is an abstraction. Drawing and colour are not distinct, everything in nature is coloured.

My nervous system is enfeebled, only work in oils can sustain me.