Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
a man paints, his brains, his hands, art
Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse.
An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.
