crudeness, reality, art
An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
Without freedom, no art art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
