When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If theres a clash between the two, its bad art.
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In our lives there is a simple colour, as on an artists palatte, which provides the meaning of life and art. it is the colour of love.
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All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.
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When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made object like a tree or flower. If it clashes, it is not art.
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When I am finishing a picture I hold some God-made object up to it—a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand—as a kind of final te...
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In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.
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Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.
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The fingers must be educated, the thumb is born knowing.
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When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it
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