Art is about emotion; if art needs to be explained it is no longer art.
To my mind, a picture should be something pleasant, cheerful, and pretty, yes pretty! There are too many unpleasant things in life as it is without creating still more of them.
The pain passes, but the beauty remains.
One must from time to time attempt things that are beyond one's capacity.
I would never have taken up painting if women did not have breasts.
One morning, one of us ran out of the black, it was the birth of Impressionism.
Why shouldn’t art be pretty? There are enough unpleasant things in the world.
Regularity, order, desire for perfection destroy art. Irregularity is the basis of all art.
There are some things in painting which cannot be explained, and that something is essential.
Work lovingly done is the secret of all order and all happiness.
Nothing costs so little, goes so far, and accomplishes so much as a single act of merciful service.
I like a painting which makes me want to stroll in it.
The work of art must seize upon you, wrap you up in itself, carry you away. It is the means by which the artist conveys his passion; it is the current which he puts forth which sweeps you along in his passion.
When I've painted a woman's bottom so that I want to touch it, then [the painting] is finished.
Photography freed painting from a lot of tiresome chores, starting with family portraits.
There are two indices of genuine art: it is inimitable and it is ineffable.
The advantage of growing old is that you become aware of your mistakes more quickly.
White does not exist in nature.
Everybody has their reasons.
An artist must eat sparingly and give up a normal way of life.
Shall I tell you what I think are the two qualities of a work of art? First, it must be indescribable, and second, it must be inimitable.
I have no rules and no methods... no secrets.
I need to feel the excitement of life stirring around me, and I will always need to feel that.
If you paint the leaf on a tree without using a model, your imagination will only supply you with a few leaves; but Nature offers you millions, all on the same tree. No two leaves are exactly the same. The artist who paints only what is in his mind must very soon repeat himself.
A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved.
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