I love you beyond paint, beyond melodies, beyond words. And I hope you will always feel that, even when I'm not around to tell you so.
A photograph shouldn't be just a picture, it should be a philosophy.
Life is a Festival of colors.
I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint.
Eyes speak. Eyes say the unsaid words. Eyes express feelings. Eyes convey emotions. Eyes are eloquent. Eyes are tender. Eyes are sensitive. Eyes are captivating. I can't help looking into eyes. I am always fascinated by eyes. If I were a painter then I would love to paint the eyes!
The secret to happiness is Art.
A great poet to me is a person who can describe a painting in such ways that even a person with closed eyes can feel the pain of the artist.
I might read books and paint pictures but I'm not soft
I had a quite unconventional childhood, in the sense that I traveled a lot and I went to 10 or 11 schools. I was completely confused academically, but wherever I went, I could paint. I painted an inordinate amount.
I used to skip school and paint my face with Ace Frehley Kiss make-up.
Since the tubes of paint used by the artist are manufactured and ready-made products, we must conclude that all the paintings in the world are 'ready-mades aided' and also works of assemblage.
I'm quite arty. I didn't know whether to become an artist or musician but I realised I could paint with music. All my songs have colours.
If your kids want to paint their bedrooms, as a favor to me, let 'em do it.
I don't usually paint a big picture on what I'll do in the future.
The John Birch Society is not ultra-conservative, communist-hating, and racist as opponents paint it.
He knows much of what men paint themselves would blister in the light of what they are.
I'm interested in all kinds of pictures, however they are made, with cameras, with paint brushes, with computers, with anything.
I don't have to lay on the couch and see a therapist because my therapist is in my paint brushes.
I would be pleased if someone would invent a pill to remove my impatience, moodiness, and occasional bursts of anger. But if they did, I wouldn't be able to write my novels or paint.
When I started out, I wanted to paint the Sistine Chapel. But I didn't have the content.