Quotes About Art

All art comes from other art, and all immigrants come from other places.

My nominee for Best Picture of the year - maybe the best picture ever, because it's essentially made up of and is an ecstatic love letter to all other movies - is Christian Marclay's endlessly enticing must-see masterpiece 'The Clock.'

It took the Metropolitan Museum of Art nearly 50 years to wake up to Pablo Picasso. It didn't own one of his paintings until 1946, when Gertrude Stein bequeathed that indomitable quasi-Cubistic picture of herself - a portrait of the writer as a sumo Buddha - to the Met, principally because she disliked the Museum of Modern Art.

Don't go to a museum with a destination. Museums are wormholes to other worlds. They are ecstasy machines.

Bad art teaches you as much as good art, maybe more.

Surely, your crappy art can fake out twelve stupid people. I've seen it done with one or two.

All art is a kind of exorcism. This is what gives art its power to change the conditions of our life.

That day, as I contemplated the Medusa, I felt the shattering heartbreak of a long-forgotten memory. My mind carried me back to a moment when I was ten years old, left by my mother to wander alone in the Art Institute of Chicago, scared and confused, until a small colorful diptych by Giovanni di Paolo beckoned to me from across a gallery. A portal opened. A month later, my mother committed suicide. The portal slammed shut. I never looked at art again. Until I did. —

The principle of art is to pause, not bypass.

The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke.

Graphic is a expression of the impression. So make the best of it!

El licor, la música, la pintura y la poesía de nuestros cuerpos desnudos, tenían la prioridad

Que letra tan fea! Dijo papá un día disgustado. En todo caso, el único que podía leer aquellos poemas era yo, esa era mi intensión.

Es mi deseo aprovechar este maravilloso espacio en blanco de la hoja de papel

The human body is the best work of art.

Though Marcus' essay extends over 13 pages of small text, at its core is a very simple premise: Contemporary American fiction has lost its innovative edge and its interest in language as art, and Jonathan Franzen is largely, if not exclusively, to blame.

Writing is so difficult that writers having had their hell on earth, will escape all punishment here after.

A statue in the center of a town: sometimes is a god, and other times, it is something upon which to hang laundry.

Throughout the Middle Ages, art and architecture had a spiritual mission: to direct man's attention toward God. Churches soared in that direction, and sculpture and paintings pointed the way to paradise. They depicted the sufferings of Christ, the Apostles, martyrs, the Last Judgment, and so on.

I'm all about supporting anyone whose art is also the way they make their living.

This afternoon my husband Eric set big drop cloths in the backyard as an activity for them. He's done this for years, laying out paints and brushes so they can have at it. He says it's like therapy. A way to get out all your emotions. I panicked the first time I saw them throwing paint.

Humans have terrible passions that can go either way: create or destroy, it all depends on where they emerge. Art is not a tranquil occupation. What is peaceful about wrestling with nothingness? If the process isn't brutal, it's just decor. Your choice: violence towards others, or violence to yourself?

The truth is, the more one knows about Art, the more one values Entertainment.

Life without music can only be seen in black and white. It takes music to add the color.