Oh yes! he loved yellow, this good Vincent, this painter from Holland
- those glimmers of sunlight rekindled his soul, that abhorred
the fog, that needed the warmth.
We never really know what stupidity is until we have
experimented on ourselves.
But I owe something to Vincent, and that is, in the
consciousness of having been useful to him, the confirmation of my
own original ideas about painting. And also, at difficult moments,
the remembrance that one finds others unhappier than oneself.
A compromise is the art of dividing a cake in such
a way that everyone believes that he has got the biggest piece.
Life is hardly more than a fraction of a second.
Such a little time to prepare oneself for eternity!
In art, all who have done something other than their
predecessors have merited the epithet of revolutionary; and it is
they alone who are masters.
It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and
unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.
Stressing output is the key to improving productivity,
while looking to increase activity can result in just the opposite.
The history of modern art is also the history of
the progressive loss of art's audience. Art has increasingly become
the concern of the artist and the bafflement of the public.
There is always a heavy demand for fresh mediocrity.
In every generation the least cultivated taste has the largest appetite. |