If I did what has already been done, I would be a plagiarist and would consider myself unworthy; so I do something different and people call me a scoundrel. I'd rather be a scoundrel than a plagiarist!
The missionary is no longer a man, a conscience. He is a corpse, in the hands of a confraternity, without family, without love, without any of the sentiments that are dear to us. Emasculated, in a sense, by his vow of chastity, he offers us the distressing spectacle of a man deformed and impotent or engaged in a stupid and useless struggle with the sacred needs of the flesh, a struggle which, seven times out of ten, leads him to sodomy, the gallows, or prison.
for Christ's sake, were the mountains blue, then chuck on some blue and don't go telling me that it was a blue a bit like this or like that, it was blue wasn't it? Good - make them blue and that's enough!
On an instrument you start from one tone. In painting you start from several.
Oh yes! He loved yellow, did good Vincent...When the two of us were together in Arles, both of us insane, and constantly at war over beautiful colors, I adored red; where could I find a perfect vermilion?
Go on working, freely and furiously, you will make progress and sooner or later your worth will be recognised, if you have any.
Many excellent cooks are spoilt by going into the arts.
Stressing output is the key to improving productivity, while looking to increase activity can result in just the opposite.
The work of a man is the explanation of the man.
The cyclone ends. The sun returns; the lofty coconut trees lift up their plumes again; man does likewise. The great anguish is over; joy has returned; the sea smiles like a child.
Literary poetry in a painter is something special, and is neither illustration nor the translation of writing by form.
Beware of luxury! Beware of acquiring the taste and need for it, under the pretext of providing for the morrow.
No one wants my painting because it is different from other people's peculiar, crazy public that demands the greatest possible degree of originality on the painter's part and yet won't accept him unless his work resembles that of the others!
You may dream freely when you listen to music as well as when you look at painting. When you read a book you are the slave of the author's mind.
However depressed I may be I am not in the habit of giving up a project without having tried everything, even the 'impossible', to gain my end.
Out in the sun, some painters are lined up. The first is copying nature, the second is copying the first, the third is copying the second... You see the sequence.
There is no such thing as exaggerated art. I even believe that there is salvation only in extreme.
I am entering into the truth, into nature.
A nude by Degas is chaste. But his women wash in tubs!
I made a promise to keep a watch over myself, to remain master of myself, so that I might become a sure observer.
Beautiful colors exist, though we do not realize it, and are glimpsed behind the veil that modesty has drawn over them.
A great sentiment can be rendered immediately. Dream on it and look for the simplest form in which you can express it.
I am a great artist and I know it, it is because I am that I have been able to endure so much suffering.
A hint - don't paint too much direct from nature. Art is an abstraction! study nature then brood on it and treasure the creation which will result, which is the only way to ascend towards God - to create like our Divine Master.
Night is here. All is at rest. My eyes close in order to see without actually understanding the dream that flees before men infinite space; and I experience the languorous sensation produced by the mournful procession of my hopes.
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