I applied streaks and blobs of colors onto the canvas with a palette knife and I made them sing with all the intensity I could...
As a picture painted in yellow always radiates spiritual warmth or as one in blue has apparently a cooling effect so green is only boring.
Every work of art is the child of its age and in many cases the mother of our emotions. It follows that each period of culture produces an art of its own which can never be repeated.
Almost without exception blue refers to the domain of abstraction and immateriality.
Abstract art places a new world which on the surface has nothing to do with 'reality ' next to the 'real' world.
The more abstract is form the more clear and direct its appeal.
The force that propels the human spirit on the clear way forward and upward is the abstract spirit.
The artist is the hand that by touching this or that key sets the soul vibrating automatically.
The nightmare of materialism which has turned the life of the universe into an evil useless game is not yet past; it holds the awakening soul still in its grip.
Only just now awakening after years of materialism our soul is still infected with the despair born of unbelief of lack of purpose and aim.
There is no must in art because art is free.
It should not be forgotten that art is not a science where the latest 'correct' theory declares the old to be false and erases it.
Art is not vague production transitory and isolated but a power which must be directed to the improvement and refinement of the human soul.
To create a work of art is to create the world.
Every work of art is the child of its time often it is the mother of our emotions.
I value those artists who embody the expression of their life.
The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul so that it can weigh colours in its own scale and thus become a determinant in artistic creation.
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.
The word compositon moved me spiritually and I made it my aim in life to paint a composition. It affected me like a prayer and filled me with awe.
Black is like the silence of the body after death the close of life.
There is only one road to follow that of analysis of the basic elements in order to arrive ultimately at an adequate graphic expression.
The impact of the acute angle of a triangle on a circle produces an effect no less powerful than the finger of God touching the finger of Adam in Michelangelo.
The artist must have something to say for mastery over form is not his goal but rather the adapting of form to its inner meaning.
Color cannot stand alone.
The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul.
An empty canvas is a living wonder... far lovelier than certain pictures.
In place of an intensive cooperation among artists there is a battle for goods. Hatred partisanship cliques jealousy and intrigues are the natural consequences of an aimless materialist art.
The artist must be blind to distinction between 'recognized' or 'unrecognized' conventions of form deaf to the transitory teaching and demands of his particular age.
Efforts to revive the art principles of the past at best produce works of art that resemble a stillborn child.
Every man who steeps himself in the spiritual possibilities of his heart is a valuable helper in the building of the spiritual pyramid which will someday reach to heaven.
Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.
The organic laws of construction tangled me in my desires and only with great pain effort and struggle did I break through these 'walls around art.
Music is the ultimate teacher.
The sound of colors is so definite that it would be hard to find anyone who would express bright yellow with base notes or dark lake with the treble.
The sound of colors is so definite that it would be hard to find anyone who would express bright yellow with bass notes or dark lake with treble...
Everything shows me its face its innermost being its secret soul which is more often silent than heard.
Absolute green is the most restful color lacking any undertone of joy grief or passion. On exhausted men this restfulness has a beneficial effect but after a time it becomes tedious.
That is beautiful which is produced by the inner need which springs from the soul.
Our epoch is a time of tragic collision between matter and spirit and of the downfall of the purely material world view.
Color transmits and translates emotion.
Each color lives by its mysterious life.
Color is a power which directly influences the soul.
Color is a means to exert a direct influence on the soul.
Color is the keyboard. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with its many strings.
Color provokes a psychic vibration. Color hides a power still unknown but real which acts on every part of the human body.
Generally speaking color directly influences the soul.
Colors produce a spiritual vibration the impression they create is important only as a step towards this vibration.
The sensations of colors on the palette can be spiritual experiences.
A world of colors on the palette remaining... wandering... on canvases still emerging.
In the hierarchy of colors green represents the social middle class self-satisfied immovable narrow...
It is essential that the painter should develop not only his eyes but also his soul so that it too may be capable of weighing colors in balance...
Colour is a power which directly influences the soul.
The composition is the organized sum of the interior functions of every part of the work.
The spirit is often concealed within matter to such an extent that few people are generally capable of perceiving it.
The joy of life consists in the inevitable continual triumph of new values.
The world is full of resonances. It constitutes a cosmos of things exerting a spiritual action. The dead matter is a living spirit.
Everything starts from a dot.
In every painting a whole is mysteriously enclosed a whole life of tortures doubts of hours of enthusiasm and inspiration.
Doubts must be resolved alone within the soul. Otherwise one would profane one's own powerful solution.
Objects damage pictures.
The eyes are hammers.
Every artist as child of his age is impelled to express the spirit of his age.
A parallel between color and music can only be relative â?? just as a violin can give warm shades of tone so yellow has shades which can be expressed by various instruments.
The arts are encroaching one upon another and from a proper use of this encroachment will rise the art that is truly monumental.
Painting took on a fabulous strength and splendor; the object was discredited as an indispensable element of the picture.
The spirit like the body can be strengthened and developed by frequent exercise. Just as the body if neglected grows weaker and finally impotent so the spirit perishes if untended.
The observer must learn to look at the picture as a graphic representation of a mood and not as a representation of objects.
All methods are sacred if they are internally necessary. All methods are sins if they are not justified by internal necessity.
I really believe that I am the first and only artist to throw not just the 'subject' out of my paintings but every 'object' as well.
In their pursuit of the same supreme end Matisse and Picasso stand side by side Matisse representing color and Picasso form.