“We need new forms! New forms. And if we can t have them, we had better have nothing at all.”

— Anton Chekhov, The Seagull, Share via Whatsapp

“No art can possibly comfort HER then, even though art is credited with so many things, especially an ability to offer solace. Sometimes, of course, art creates the suffering in the first place.”

— Elfriede Jelinek, The Piano Teacher, Share via Whatsapp

“Why does man need bread? To survive. But why survive if it is only to eat more bread? To live is more than just to sustain life - it is to enrich, and be enriched by, life.”

— Shashi Tharoor, Bookless in Baghdad: Reflections on Writing and Writers, Share via Whatsapp

“Some people are born to make great art and others are born to appreciate it. Don t you think? It is a kind of talent in itself, to be an audience, whether you are the spectator in the gallery or you are listening to the voice of the world s greatest soprano. Not everyone can be the artist. There have to be those who witness the art, who love and appreciate what they have been privileged to see.”

— Ann Patchett, Bel Canto, Share via Whatsapp

“Expectation. That is the true soul of art. If you can give a man more than he expects, then he will laud you his entire life. If you can create an air of anticipation and feed it properly, you will succeed.”

— Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance, Share via Whatsapp

“The finished clock is resplendent. At first glance it is simply a clock, a rather large black clock with a white face and a silver pendulum. Well crafted, obviously, with intricately carved woodwork edges and a perfectly painted face, but just a clock. But that is before it is wound. Before it begins to tick, the pendulum swinging steadily and evenly. Then, then it becomes something else. The changes are slow. First, the color changes in the face, shifts from white to grey, and then there are clouds that float across it, disappearing when they reach the opposite side. Meanwhile, bits of the body of the clock expand and contract, like pieces of a puzzle. As though the clock is falling apart, slowly and gracefully. All of this takes hours. The face of the clock becomes a darker grey, and then black, with twinkling stars where numbers had been previously. The body of the clock, which has been methodically turning itself inside out and expanding, is now entirely subtle shades of white and grey. And it is not just pieces, it is figures and objects, perfectly carved flowers and planets and tiny books with actual paper pages that turn. There is a silver dragon that curls around part of the now visible clockwork, a tiny princess in a carved tower who paces in distress, awaiting an absent prince. Teapots that pour into teacups and minuscule curls of steam that rise from them as the seconds tick. Wrapped presents open. Small cats chase small dogs. An entire game of chess is played. At the center, where a cuckoo bird would live in a more traditional timepiece, is the juggler. Dress in harlequin style with a grey mask, he juggles shiny silver balls that correspond to each hour. As the clock chimes, another ball joins the rest until at midnight he juggles twelve balls in a complex pattern. After midnight, the clock begins once more to fold in upon itself. The face lightens and the cloud returns. The number of juggled balls decreases until the juggler himself vanishes. By noon it is a clock again, and no longer a dream.”

— Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus, Share via Whatsapp

“There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium; and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, not how it compares with other expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.”

— Martha Graham, Share via Whatsapp

“wash the brush, just beats the devil out of it ”

— Bob Ross, The Joy of Painting with Bob Ross, Vol. 29, Share via Whatsapp

“If a painting really works down in your heart and changes the way you see, and think, and feel, you don t think, oh, I love this picture because it s universal. I love this painting because it speaks to all mankind. That s not the reason anyone loves a piece of art. It s a secret whisper from an alleyway. Psst, you. Hey kid. Yes, you. ... You see one painting, I see another, the art book puts it at another remove still, the lady buying the greeting card at the museum gift shop sees something else entirely, an that s not even to mention the people separated from us by time -four hundred years before us, four hundred years after we re gone- it ll never strike anybody the same way and the great majority of people it ll never strike in any deep way at all but- a really great painting is fluid enough to work its way into the mind and heart through all kinds of different angles, in ways that are unique and very particular. Yours, yours. I was painted for you.”

— Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch, Share via Whatsapp

“Some don’t even watch art with their eyes nor with their mind, but with their ears, ever since they judge art by the sound of money. ( “Money rocking and rolling”)”

— Erik Pevernagie, Share via Whatsapp

“The only place where you can be a dictator and still be loved is on the movie set”

— Federico Fellini, Share via Whatsapp

“I m a sworn enemy of convention. I despite the conventional in anything, even the arts. I paint canvasses on the floor and drove one art teacher out of his mind. But that s just the way I paint best.”

— Hedy Lamarr, Share via Whatsapp

“Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stern resolve. He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind.”

— Leonardo da Vinci, Share via Whatsapp

“What Rilke said: Surely all art is the result of one’s having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, to where no one can go any further.”

— Jenny Offill, Dept. of Speculation, Share via Whatsapp

“You want me to explain myself! give me a brush, not a pen”

— Kathe Epp, Share via Whatsapp

“I took you out to dinner to warn you of charm. I warned you expressly and in great detail of the Flyte family. Charm is the great English blight. It does not exist outside these damp islands. It spots and kills anything it touches. It kills love; it kills art; I greatly fear, Charles, it has killed you. [Anthony Blanche to Charles Ryder]”

— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited, Share via Whatsapp

“The image we produce is the self evident one of revelation..that can be understood by anyone who will look at it without the nostalgic glasses of history”

— Barnett Newman, Share via Whatsapp