Willem De Kooning ~ On Order
“The attitude that nature is chaotic and that the artist puts order into it is a very absurd point of view, I think. All that we can hope for is to put some order into ourselves”
― Willem De Kooning
William Blake ~ On Imagination
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
William Blake (1757-1827)
Hecate or the Three Fates
Watercolor and pen and black ink
Leonor Fini ~ Painter Of The Surreal
Leonor Fini by Henri Cartier Bresson,Paris-1933
Monet ~ Love My Art
“Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.”
Palazzo da Mula in Venice 1908
Matisse ~ Is An Artist A Prisoner?
"An artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success, etc."
Max Ernst ~ On Women’s Nudity
Woman's nudity is wiser than the philosopher's teachings.
Max Ernst and Dorothea Tanning, photo by Lee Miller.
Max Ernst ~ On Good Ideas
"All good ideas arrive by chance."
Gala Éluard, 1924
Giorgio De Chirico ~ The Dream Versus Life
"Although the dream is a very strange phenomenon and an inexplicable mystery, far more inexplicable is the mystery and aspect our minds confer on certain objects and aspects of life."
Giorgio de Chirico
Painting: The two Sisters - (the Jewish Angel)
D.h. Lawrence ~ Roses
Nature responds so beautifully.
Roses are only once-wild roses, that were given an extra chance,
So they bloomed out and filled themselves with coloured fulness
Out of sheer desire to be splendid, and more splendid.
"My Sweet Rose" (1903)
John William Waterhouse (1849-1917)
Louis De Bernieres ~ Falling In Love
When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away... (Iannis to Pelagia)
CAPTAIN CORELLI'S MANDOLINE
Louis de Bernières
Painting by Kees van Dongen