“A moment of complete happiness never occurs in the creation of a work of art. The promise of it is felt in the act of creation but disappears towards the completion of the work. For it is then the painter realises that it is only a picture he is painting. Until then he had almost dared to hope the picture might spring to life.” ArtMomentsMightFeltCreationPaintingPromiseSpringDisappearPainterWorks Of ArtRealisingDissatisfactionCompletionComplete Happiness Author:Lucian Freud
“This is the way life goes in Big Sur. Waiting for the mail, watching the sea-lions in the surf or the freighters on the horizon, sitting in the tubs at Hot Springs, once in a while a bit of drink - and, most of the time, working at what ever it is that you came here to work on, whether it be painting, writing, gardening or the simple art of living your own life.” WayWritingArtBigsBitsWaitingSimpleSeaPaintingDrinkSpringSittingHotHorizonLionsMailGardeningSurfArt Of LivingTubsLive Your Own LifeBig Sur Book:Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967 Source: Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967
“From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors glow. . . . . The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.” HeartHomeLightFiguresCreationColorPaintingSpringFlowSightWarmShadePortraitsPencilsGlowingFigure Painting Author:Lord Byron
“I had always planned to make a large painting of the early spring, when the first leaves are at the bottom of the trees, and they seem to float in space in a wonderful way. But the arrival of spring can't be done in one picture.” WayFirstsDoneSeemsSpaceWonderfulTreePaintingSpringBottomFloatsArrivalsEarly Spring Author:David Hockney
“I visited the Museum of Modern Art last spring and spent time with David Alfaro Siqueiros's painting, 'Echo of a Scream (1937).' I got spun out by the way he creates tension and movement through the interlocking details in the painting. This poem began as an emulation of Siqueiros's compositional style and, in the process, became an ekphrastic aubade about my old neighborhood.” ArtModernStylePaintingSpringTensionNeighborhoodScreamSpunModern Art Author:Adrian Matejka