#paint

Nothing's sacred anymore. Those girls and I got so close. They were painting me naked every day for months. It was kind of like going to a really bizarre sleepover. It's what you guys imagine we do: One naked girl and seven pairs of hands all over her. ↗

— Jennifer Lawrence

#bizarre #close #day #every #every day

There is tragic evidence to show that the paintings at the French prehistoric art sites are deteriorating. ↗

— Louis Leakey

#deteriorating #evidence #french #paintings #prehistoric

My painting is visible images which conceal nothing... they evoke mystery and indeed when one sees one of my pictures, one asks oneself this simple question 'What does that mean'? It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable. ↗

— Rene Magritte

#asks #because #conceal #does #either

In a movie, you're raw material, just a hue of some color and the director makes the painting. ↗

— Viggo Mortensen

#director #hue #just #makes #material

One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor. ↗

— Edvard Munch

#chapel #creator #easily #paintings #sculptor

It's funny that all these goths paint their faces with such white make-up and that is the actual colour of my skin, I am that pale! ↗

— Kelly Osbourne

#am #colour #faces #funny #i

Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun. ↗

— Pablo Picasso

#into #others #painters #some #spot

Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question though Vishous: -What Butch: -When the females tie you down, do they paint your toe-nails and shit? Or just do your makeup? Wait... they tickle your pits with feather, right? ↗

— J.R. Ward

#vishous #painting

If a picture paints a thousand words, then a naked picture paints a thousand words without any vowels.... ↗

— Josh Stern

#funny #humor #naked #paints #picture

Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying, everything is absorbed through weather and the sea, and the moon swam back, its rays all silvered, and time and again the darkness would be broken by the crash of a wave, and every day on the balcony of the sea, wings open, fire is born, and everything is blue again like morning. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#painted-a-picture #sun #broken