Trust that which gives you meaning and accept it as your guide
An empty canvas is a living wonder — far lovelier than certain pictures.
Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
Colour is a power which directly influences the soul.
The true work of art is born from the 'artist': a mysterious, enigmatic, and mystical creation. It detaches itself from him, it acquires an autonomous life, becomes a personality, an independent subject, animated with a spiritual breath, the living subject of a real existence of being.
Of all the arts, abstract painting is the most difficult. It demands that you know how to draw well, that you have a heightened sensitivity for composition and for colors, and that you be a true poet. This last is essential.
Color provokes a psychic vibration. Color hides a power still unknown but real, which acts on every part of the human body.
The fulness of the godhead dwelt in every blade of grass.
I often wonder, Is it worth waiting only for things you think are going to be truly great, or is that a pretentious attitude to take?
Loyal? As loyal as anyone who plays second fiddle ever is.
Yes, you are nosy. You're a dreadfully nosy, horribly bossy, appallingly clean old woman. Control yourself. You're victimizing us all.