Painter Quotes

“You can't break my heart
and call the lines you write on art.”
― Laura Chouette

“He was still on his “two Van Goghs” point. He put his hand on the armrest of her chair. He said, “But the second Van Gogh is just a guy named Vincent. Vincent lived for thirty-seven years. Van Gogh only came to life after Vincent died. Same man, two people.”
― Victor LaValle, The Devil in Silver

“The painter without the critic is nothing. The good critic can make the mediocre famous, the great obscure. His power is limitless; the artist is his servant, and one day will recognize the fact.”
― Iain Pears, The Portrait

“The walls were painted red, and there was the painter up ahead, that candle-maned woman carving her way through the darkness, and carving her way through everyone she thought the darkness owned.”
― Dean F. Wilson, Hopebreaker

“Most art these days is either trivial or false. There has always been bad art, but only when a culture's general world view and aesthetic theory have gone awry is bad art what most artists strive for, mistaking bad for good. In Plato's Athens or Shakespeare's London, who would have clapped for the merdistes? For the most part our artists do not struggle-as artists have traditionally struggled-toward a vision of how things out to be or what has gone wrong; they do not provide us with the flicker of lightning that shows us where we are. Either they pointlessly waste our time, saying and doing nothing, or they celebrate ugliness and futility, scoffing at good. Every new novelist, composer,and painter-or so we're told-is more 'distrubing' than the last. The good of humanity is left in the hands of politicians.”
― John Gardner, On Moral Fiction

“In short, in contrast to the magician - who is still hidden in the medical practitioner – the surgeon at the decisive moment abstains from facing the patient man to man; rather, it is through the operation that he penetrates into him.
Magician and surgeon compare to painter and cameraman. The painter maintains in his work a natural distance from reality, the cameraman penetrates deeply into its web. There is a tremendous difference between the pictures they obtain. That of the painter is a total one, that of the cameraman consists of multiple fragments which are assembled under a new law. Thus, for contemporary man the representation of reality by the film is incomparably more significant than that of the painter, since it offers, precisely because of the thoroughgoing permeation of reality with mechanical equipment, an aspect of reality which is free of all equipment. And that is what one is entitled to ask from a work of art.”
― Walter Benjamin, The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction: An Influential Essay of Cultural Criticism; the History and Theory of Art

“A good painter, is a dead one.”
― Jean-Michel Rene Souche, Paintings Catalogue: Paintings Catalogue by French Artist Jean-michel Rene Souche, Odessa

“A obiad u Mortkowiczów? Żona Jakuba, Janina, oprowadzała najpierw Zochę po mieszkaniu. Pokoje w amfiladzie. Wszędzie stoły, komody, sekretarzyki, wazony pełne świeżych kwiatów, srebrne koszyczki, patery z miśnieńskiej porcelany. "Potem wszyscy zasiedli do starannie nakrytego stołu - wspomina Joanna Olczak-Ronikier, wnuczka. - Gdy z wazy nalano zupę pomidorową, Stryjeńska podniosła swój pełny talerz i przewróciła do góry dnem. Wyjaśniła uprzejmie: "Chciałam tylko sprawdzić, jaka to marka". No tak, raczej już jej nie zaproszą.”
― Angelika Kuźniak, Stryjeńska. Diabli nadali

“In short, in contrast to the magician - who is still hidden in the medical practitioner – the surgeon at the decisive moment abstains from facing the patient man to man; rather, it is through the operation that he penetrates into him.
Magician and surgeon compare to painter and cameraman. The painter maintains in his work a natural distance from reality, the cameraman penetrates deeply into its web. There is a tremendous difference between the pictures they obtain. That of the painter is a total one, that of the cameraman consists of multiple fragments which are assembled under a new law. Thus, for contemporary man the representation of reality by the film is incomparably more significant than that of the painter, since it offers, precisely because of the thoroughgoing permeation of reality with mechanical equipment, an aspect of reality which is free of all equipment. And that is what one is entitled to ask from a work of art”
― Walter Benjamin, The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction

“a painter
seeks your true image,
the writer
will expose your soul...”
― Nitya Prakash

“He was a prince of the Ming dynasty. His family was very rich and very powerful. His father and grandfather were painters and famous calligraphers, and little Zhu Da had inherited their gift. So just imagine, one day, when he wasn't even eight years old yet, he drew a flower, a simple lotus flower floating on a pond. His drawing was beautiful that his mother decided to hang it in their salon. She claimed that thanks to the drawing you could feel a fresh little breeze in the huge room and you could even smell the flower's perfume when you walked by the drawing. Can you imagine? Even the perfume! And his mother was surely not an easy person to please... With both a husband and a father who were artists, she must have seen a few things by then...”
― Anna Gavalda, Hunting and Gathering

“In many ways, I died alongside Mary. I ignored all the telephone calls and the letters. I let the paint dry solid on the palette and one unbearably long night, destroyed all my unfinished canvases, ripped them into multicolored streamers, then diced them into confetti with Mary's dressmaking scissors. When I did finally emerge from my cocoon, about five years later, neighbors had moved, friends had given up, my agent had written me off, and that's when I realized I had become unnoticeable. I had metamorphosed from a butterfly into a caterpillar.”
― Pooley, Clara

“Without the painter, there is no painting.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Every painting tells a story.”
― Adrienne Posey

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“Every time I have stepped into the void; I have been rewarded”
― James Flux

“The duty of painter is to paint.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Only art can make a new world.”
― Artist Zakirul Islam Sohel

“A good bus rider likes to take the bus, looking out the window, talking to others on the way. The trip on the bus is fun; it is not just about getting there. A good painter tries to think about what she is feeling inside her imagination, her thoughts. It is not just about painting what something looks like. A good science student likes thinking about ideas, tries to find out how things work. It is not just about learning one tiny piece of the universe.”
― Ruth Ann Oskolkoff, Voyage to the Sun: A Children's Version of the Tao te Ching

“Painter and reality! Both of these are changers! But the painter changes reality virtually; on the other hand, reality changes the painter really!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Moving to the rhythm doesn’t make you a dancer;
Nor does Carrying a brush make you a painter.

Building stones on other people’s backs will not make you an achiever;
It might make you a brick builder.”
― Nadine Sadaka Boulos

“Moving to the rhythm doesn’t make you a dancer,
Nor does Carrying a brush make you a painter.

Building stones on other people’s backs will not make you an achiever;
It might make you a brick builder.”
― Nadine Sadaka Boulos

“Four identical brushes loaded with different colors poked through the fingers of his left hand, as if he had snatched some great, gangly insect out of the air and its multicolored legs were shot with rigor mortis or surprise.”
― Christopher Moore, Sacré Bleu

“Dreams” a brilliant writer can inspire your dreams to come true and encourage new endeavors to become successful ones.”
― Terrance Robinson

“The thing was gone in an instant, crashing through the underbrush, but it wasn’t alone.

Others just like it, though not as large, bounded off through the trees.

Standing there, marveling at the speed and grace of the beasts, Andrew had felt a blinding urge to run off with them.”
― Vincent H. O'Neil, Lovecraftiana: The Magazine of Eldritch Horror, Vol. 3, 2018-19

“Once I have entered this land, all the beauty in the world becomes a part of my being. Without even touching a canvas, I become a first-class painter.”
― Catherine Meurisse, La jeune femme et la mer

“A Churchyard In Summertime by Stewart Stafford

O, to stand in a quiet country churchyard,
The graveyard bending in summer zephyrs,
Chlorophyll light beneath swaying poplars,
Rook song in twilight's nocturne.

Oblivious hues spread upon canvas,
Beside the somnambulant swanning river,
Miasmas of midges at the water's edge,
In the crosshairs of a painter's thumb.

Then the sun rolls away over the horizon,
A veil draws across the long day's play,
A churn supper collection of basket and easel,
Recollections in the slumbering night.

© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“A creative does not conform or apologize.”
― Rob Liano

“The soft voice of a piccolo glided through
the airy expanse of a small, brightly furnished
room. A tall painter, dark locks falling across her face, moved her brush fervently in a wave of inspiration—and yet her ardor seemed
simultaneously as calm as the ripples of the lake that she depicted.”
― Gina Marinello-Sweeney, Peter

“The painting was a dark line of trees behind rows of gorgeous pink lilies, the sun shining on the grass. Behind the branches, a blackness contrasted against the sunny field. Eerie eyes peered out from behind tree trunks. They were so imperceptible that I almost wouldn't have noticed them had they not been pointed out to me. It struck me as odd, considering the realist nature of the other paintings.
Devin moved, and the gentle scent of his woodsy cologne brushed my nose. He stepped back and motioned to another painting. From this view point, the paintings took on fantastical elements. Wings, ears, eyes, all hidden as though Dubois himself were seeing them only from the corner of his vision.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Faeries