ART, REALISE OUR PERFECTION
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
a man paints, his brains, his hands, art
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.
If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse.