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Anyone who says you can't see a thought simply doesn't know art. ~Wynetka Ann Reynolds

But that's what being an artist is feeling crummy before everyone else feels crummy. ~The New Yorker

Art holds fast when all else is lost. ~German Proverb

Very few people possess true artistic ability. It is therefore both unseemly and unproductive to irritate the situation by making an effort. If you have a burning, restless urge to write or paint, simply eat something sweet and the feeling will pass. ~Fran Lebowitz

Great art picks up where nature ends. ~Marc Chagall

When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college that my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared at me, incredulous, and said, You mean they forget? ~Howard Ikemoto

Art consists of limitation. The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.

What art offers is space a certain breathing room for the spirit. ~John Updike

There is something ghostly in all great art.

The artist is the opposite of the politically minded individual, the opposite of the reformer, the opposite of the idealist. The artist does not tinker with the universe, he recreates it out of his own experience and understanding of life.

No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.

Let me ask you something, what is not art?

The painter puts brush to canvas, and the poet puts pen to paper. The poet has the easier task, for his pen does not alter his rhyme

An artist is someone who produces things that people don't need to have but that he for some reason thinks it would be a good idea to give them.

The buttocks are the most aesthetically pleasing part of the body because they are non-functional. Although they conceal an essential orifice, these pointless globes are as near as the human form can ever come to abstract art.

For me, painting is a way to forget life. It is a cry in the night, a strangled laugh.

Everything in creation has its appointed painter or poet and remains in bondage like the princess in the fairy tale 'til its appropriate liberator comes to set it free.

Once an airy fairy painter painted in the dawn and dew,

Painted in the sultry noontide, painted all the summer through:

Flowers and fields and wondrous woodlands, skies at sunrise and sunset