It ought to be illegal for an artist to marry. If the artist must marry let him find someone more interested in art, or his art, or the artist part of him, than in him. After which let them take tea together three times a week.
Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art.
Every work of art is an uncommitted crime.
Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.
Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.
Film will only become an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
The man of genius is he and he alone who finds such joy in his art that he will work at it come hell or high water.
Rumors sound of galleries asking artists for upsized art and more of it. I’ve heard of photographers asked to print larger to increase the wall power and salability of their work. Everything winds up set to maximum in order to feed the beast.
The style of ancient Egyptian art is transcendently clear, something eight-year-olds can recognize in an instant. Its consistency and codification is one of the most epic visual journeys in all art, one that lasts 30 dynasties spread over 3,000 years.
Patience is the art of concealing your impatience.
I had wanted a tape recorder since I was tiny. I thought it was a magic thing. I never got one until just before I went to art school.
Perhaps it’s good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he’s happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art, after all, but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?
The art of pleasing consists in being pleased.
The finest works of art are precious, among other reasons, because they make it possible for us to know, if only imperfectly and for a little while, what it actually feels like to think subtly and feel nobly.
A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
The beginning of a friendship, the fact that two people out of the thousands around them can meet and connect and become friends, seems like a kind of magic to me. But maintaining a friendship requires work. I don’t mean that as a bad thing. Good art requires work as well.
Art and works of art do not make an artist; sense and enthusiasm and instinct do.
Shadows sometimes people don’t see shadows. The Chinese of course never paint them in pictures, oriental art never deals with shadow. But I noticed these shadows and I knew it meant it was sunny.
I can’t bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.
I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends, living like starving artists, and wonder, ‘Where’s the art?’ They weren’t doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do, so much fun to be had… maybe I could even quit renting.
The people who make art their business are mostly imposters.
Does art have a future? Performance genres like opera, theater, music and dance are thriving all over the world, but the visual arts have been in slow decline for nearly 40 years. No major figure of profound influence has emerged in painting or sculpture since the waning of Pop Art and the birth of Minimalism in the early 1970s.
Artists don’t talk about art. Artists talk about work. If I have anything to say to young writers, it would be ‘stop thinking of writing as art. Think of it as work.