“The highly complex, almost mathematical, nature of music creates for it an ironclad protection against the microbes of dilletantism, which penetrate much more easily into the fields of painting, literature, and the theater.” InspirationalArtLiteratureFieldsPaintingTheaterComplexesProtectionMathematicalPenetrateMicrobesIronclads Author:Yevgeny Zamyatin
“I had grown up among engineers, and I could remember the engineers of the twenties very well indeed: their open, shining intellects, their free and gentle humor, their agility and breadth of thought, the ease with which they shifted from one engineering field to another, and, for that matter, from technology to social concerns and art. Then, too, they personified good manners and delicacy of taste; well-bred speech that flowed evenly and was free of uncultured words; one of them might play a musical instrument, another dabble in painting; and their faces always bore a spiritual imprint.” WellsArtMatterPlayMightRememberFacesSpiritualSocialTechnologyFieldsPaintingTasteSpeechConcernTwentiesInstrumentsShiningMusicalIntellectMannersEaseGentleGood ManEngineeringEngineersBoresDelicacyGood MannersBreadthAgilityMusical Instruments Author:Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“Let the painter composing narrative pictures take pleasure in wealth and variety, and avoid repeating any part that occurs in it, so that the uniqueness and abundance attract people to it and delight the eye of the observer. I say that a narrative painting requires (depending on the scene), wherever the eye falls, a mixture of men of diverse appearances, of diverse ages and dress, combined together with women, children, dogs, horses, buildings, fields, and hills.” PeopleMenChildrenEyeAgeTogetherFallWealthPleasureDogFieldsBuildingPaintingSceneHorseDressesDelightAppearancePainterVarietyHillsNarrativeAbundanceDiverseUniquenessObserversMixturesComposing Author:Leonardo da Vinci
“What I need is courage, and this often fails me. And it is also a fact that since my disease, when I am in the fields I am overwhelmed by a feeling of loneliness to such a horrible extent that I shy away from going out. But this will change all the same as time goes on. Only when I stand a painting before my easel do I feel somewhat alive. Never mind, this is going to change too, for now my health is so good that I suppose the physical part of me will gain the victory.” NeedsFeelsMindFactsFeelingsAliveFailingLonelinessFieldsPaintingGoes OnVictoryDiseaseGainsHorribleShyGoing OutOverwhelmedTime Goes On Book:Van Gogh, letters from Provence Source: Van Gogh, letters from Provence
“I began to paint again, even though I could barely hold the brush, but knowing exactly what I wanted to paint, I began three more large canvases... of large wheat fields under cloudy skies, and it did not take a great deal to express sadness and loneliness... I believe these paintings say what words cannot.” BelieveWantedThreeI BelieveDealsKnowingSadnessSkyLonelinessFieldsPaintingPaintBrushesWheatCloudyWheat FieldsCloudy SkiesSadness And Loneliness Author:Vincent Van Gogh