#painting

To be alive, to be able to see, to walk, to have houses, music, paintings - it's all a miracle. I have adopted the technique of living life miracle to miracle. ↗

— Arthur Rubinstein

#adopted #alive #houses #i #life

I'm passionately involved in life: I love its change, its color, its movement. To be alive, to be able to see, to walk, to have houses, music, paintings - it's all a miracle. ↗

— Arthur Rubinstein

#alive #change #color #houses #i

There's been too much attention on marketing. Can't we just talk about the paintings? ↗

— Julian Schnabel

#attention #been #just #marketing #much

I find myself gravitating towards drama. It interests me. In the books I read, the paintings I like, it's always the darker stuff. ↗

— Naomi Watts

#books #darker #drama #find #i

Regarding the creative: never assume you're the master, only the student. Your audience will determine if you're masterful. ↗

— Don Roff

#assume #audience #creative #creative-process #drawing

I felt the need to get back to painting and I thought the best way was to start drawing, so I enrolled in a life drawing class. I soon discovered that people made very interesting subjects and I am still surprised that I had never discovered it before. ↗

— Peter Wright

#back #before #best #best way #class

I have an idea that the only thing which makes it possible to regard this world we live in without disgust is the beauty which now and then men create out of the chaos. The pictures they paint, the music they compose, the books they write, and the lives they lead. Of all these the richest in beauty is the beautiful life. That is the perfect work of art. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#beauty #books #chaos #life #music

I've been actively engaged with mythic imagery ever since I picked up that Rackham book, but it really came into focus for me when I moved from London to the country. As I walked the extraordinary landscape of Dartmoor, I looked at the trees and the rocks and the hills and I could see the personality in those forms...then they metamorphosed under my pencil into faeries, goblins and trolls. After Alan and I published "Faeries", he moved on from the subject of faery folklore to illustrate Tolkien and other literary works...while I discovered that my own exploration of Faerieland had only just begun. In the countryside, the old stories seemed to come alive around me; the faeries were a tangible aspect of the landscape, pulses of spirit, emotion, and light. They "insisted" on taking form under my pencil, emerging on the page before me cloaked in archetypal shapes drawn from nature and myth. I'd attracted their attention, you see, and they hadn't finished with me yet. ↗

— Brian Froud

#dartmoor #devon #drawing #fairies #fey

Magnus? Magnus Bane?” “That would be me.” The man blocking the doorway was as tall and thin as a rail, his hair a crown of dense back spikes. Clary guessed from the curse of his sleepy eyes and the gold tone of his evenly tanned skin that he was part Asian. He wore jeans and a black shirt covered with dozens of metal buckles. His eyes were crusted with a raccoon mask of charcoal glitter, his lips painted a dark shade of blue. He raked a ring-laden hand through his spiked hair and regarded them thoughtfully. “Children of the Nephilim,” he said. “Well, well. I don’t recall inviting you. I must have been drunk. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#painting

She can paint a pretty picture but this story has a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is her wrist. ↗

— Amy Efaw

#emo #painting