#pain

He greatly valued his possessions, chiefly because they were his, and derived genuine pleasure from contemplating a painting, a statuette, a rare lace curtain - no matter what - after he had bought it and placed it among his household gods. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#among #because #bought #chiefly #contemplating

Collaboration is no longer painful - or precious. ↗

— Vince Clarke

#longer #painful #precious

I did some pastels and I did other pieces in which there was just basically one color per square, and then they would get bigger and I could get 2 or 3 colors into the square, and ultimately I just started making oil paintings. ↗

— Chuck Close

#bigger #color #colors #could #did

I like the transience of Klimt paintings. ↗

— Steve Coogan

#like #paintings

I'm very, very sensitive to pain and to people who suffer. ↗

— Patricia Cornwell

#pain #people #sensitive #suffer #very

I much prefer playing the bad guys. I think they are always the most interesting characters. I liken it to painting: if you're playing the good guy, you get three colors: red, white and blue. But if you're the bad guy, you get the whole palette. ↗

— Ronny Cox

#bad #bad guy #bad guys #blue #characters

As a former lifelong Republican, it pains me to tell you that today's Republicans - and their standard-bearers, Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan - just aren't up to the task. They're beholden to 'my way or the highway' bullies, indebted to billionaires who bankroll ads and allergic to the very idea of compromise. ↗

— Charlie Crist

#allergic #beholden #billionaires #bullies #compromise

There are all sorts of reasons why I don't do much work in the theatre, the main one being that after two performances I feel I've given all I can. I hate repetition, I really do. It's like asking a painter to paint he same picture every day of his life. ↗

— Peter Cushing

#asking #being #day #every #every day

I'm sorry I didn't wear paint this morning. I tend not to wear it unless I'm getting highly paid. ↗

— Tyne Daly

#highly #i #morning #paid #paint

I have been in love with painting ever since I became conscious of it at the age of six. I drew some pictures I thought fairly good when I was fifty, but really nothing I did before the age of seventy was of any value at all. At seventy-three I have at last caught every aspect of nature–birds, fish, animals, insects, trees, grasses, all. When I am eighty I shall have developed still further and I will really master the secrets of art at ninety. When I reach a hundred my work will be truly sublime and my final goal will be attained around the age of one hundred and ten, when every line and dot I draw will be imbued with life. - from Hokusai’s ‘The Art Crazy Old Man ↗

— Hokusai Katsushika

#drawing #painting #age