If it is the love of that which your work represents--if, being a
landscape painter, it is love of hills and trees that moves
you--if, being a figure painter, it is love of human beauty, and
human soul that moves you--if, being a flower or animal painter,
it is love, and wonder, and delight in petal and in limb that
move you, then the Spirit is upon you, and the earth is yours,
and the fullness thereof.
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He that seeks popularity in art closes the door on his own
genius: as he must needs paint for read more
He that seeks popularity in art closes the door on his own
genius: as he must needs paint for other minds, and not for his
own.
I paint things as they are. I don't comment.rn
I paint things as they are. I don't comment.rn
Are we to paint what's on the face, what's inside the face, or what's behind it?
Are we to paint what's on the face, what's inside the face, or what's behind it?
The fellow mixes blood with his colors.
The fellow mixes blood with his colors.
A picture is a poem without words.
A picture is a poem without words.
I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure read more
I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream
Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.
Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.
And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.
And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.
From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly read more
From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow,
So warm with light his blended colors glow.
. . . .
The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring
Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.
