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I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt read more
I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt like de Kooning, who was asked to comment on a certain abstract painting, and answered in the negative. He was then told it was the work of a celebrated monkey. 'That's different. For a monkey, it's terrific.' - "London Magazine", March, 1967.
Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.
Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.
A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.
A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.
The sculptor produces the beautiful statue by chipping away such parts of the marble block as are not needed - read more
The sculptor produces the beautiful statue by chipping away such parts of the marble block as are not needed - it is a process of elimination.
In a decaying society, art, if it is truthful, must also reflect decay. And unless it wants to break faith read more
In a decaying society, art, if it is truthful, must also reflect decay. And unless it wants to break faith with its social function, art must show the world as changeable. And help to change it.
Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.
Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.
Art is dangerous. It is one of the attractions: when it ceases to be dangerous you don't want it.
Art is dangerous. It is one of the attractions: when it ceases to be dangerous you don't want it.
So-called art restoration is at least as tricky as brain surgery. Most pictures expire under scalpel and sponge.
So-called art restoration is at least as tricky as brain surgery. Most pictures expire under scalpel and sponge.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
