Quotes About Art

When Sir Joshua Reynolds died All Nature was degraded

I always wanted to do a story on the blues that not only reflected its nature and its content, but also alludes to the form itself…In short, a story that gives you the impression of the blues.

Mud is the most poetical thing in the world.

When I see a wall that's hung with different objects, framed or unframed, what I like about it is its fluidity and rule-breaking nature. Just experiment a bit.

Nature's my muse and it's been my passion.

Many secrets of art and nature are thought by the unlearned to be magical.

The artist beholds in nature more than she herself Nature is conscious of.

True art is the intermediary between man's ordinary nature and his higher potentialities.

Even when we look at nature, our imagination constructs the picture.

Living Nature, not dull art Shall plan my ways and rule my Heart.

Doubtless there are things in nature which have not yet been seen. If an artist discovers them, he opens the way for his successors.

It requires courage to make a frontal attack on nature through the broad planes and the large lines and it is cowardly to do it by the facets and details. It is a battle.

Nature constantly imitates art.

Appearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire.

The more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.

What is certain is that setting a piece of nature in place and drawing it are two very different things.

Art speaks only to the mind, whereas nature speaks to all the faculties.

Go to the source for ideas, go to the Metropolitan Museum, find your inspiration in nature, go to the Museum of Natural History, but never rely on something that someone else has done.

Speaking of August Rodin: He raised his world above us in an immense arc, and made it a part of nature.

Nature always resists the artist at the beginning.

True art is but the anti-type of nature; the embodiment of discovered beauty in utility.

Every art is a church without communicants, presided over by a parish of the respectable. An artist is born kneeling; he fights to stand. A critic, by nature of the judgment seat, is born sitting.

At this moment, the story in his head was perfect. He also knew from experience that it would degenerate the second he started typing, because such was the nature of writing.

she was such a bad actress. she never said her lines rite, it was something perverse in her nature. and wat was her line anyway?