Best 84 quotes in «artwork quotes» category

You can not lie in your paintings, because you cannot hide from yourself.

You were born an original work of art. Stay original always. Originals cost more than imitations.

You were born an original work of art. Stay original.

All the records I've put out have had either artwork that I did while I was young or something that my Dad painted.

All my album artwork is body painting.

An artwork should point in more than one direction, not be this sort of placating, self-demonstrating, witnessing element.

All this beauty exists so you and I can see His glory, His artwork. It's like an invitation to worship Him, to know Him.

Beethoven and Michelangelo, who sold their artworks for profit, were entrepreneurs and capitalists.

Artwork is super-important, that's why my videos are the way they are.

CD's are amazing because you get the artwork, you get to look at the lyrics, you get to look at the behind-the-scenes photos or something.

Can you remember how you felt when you were communicating through your artwork? Not just the sense of completion, but the sense of rightness- the sense that you had brought to life something that could live beyond your sphere of being, that held in it far more potential than you ever realized you were imbuing in the work?

Gift-wrap the framed artwork on your walls and rehang them - what's nicer than a wall of presents to look at?

I always hope that the artwork will complement and enrich a story.

I don't even know how to sell a piece of artwork of mine because it's so personal.

I always see these landscapes in my dreams, and feel happy. I desperately try to transform these dreams into artwork, so that even while napping, I construct and reconstruct various images.

I could never live without artwork. It's a constant inspiration.

I guess if you take yourself seriously as an artist there starts either the problem or the beauty of doing good artwork.

I found being able to change things on the fly and react to the changes in the artwork makes it stronger. And I feel like I'm not doing the job twice.

If you steal my artwork, you will pay. In cash.

I'm a visual artist myself and always have been so it's very natural for me to be very concerned with presentation, whether it's artwork or onstage.

I love hats; I love putting hats on. They are artwork. You can always go out and find a dress to wear for some occasion, but there are not that many occasions you can wear a hat.

I still can't spend a lot of money on records at collector prices. There's something in me that just won't allow me to do that. But I will trade my artwork, which I know is worth thousands of dollars.

In putting everyone else down, I am raising myself up... and this will continue until my self-esteem rises. I have just sorted out the mystery of why I am always putting down everybody else's artwork.

I produce a lot of my artwork in Germany.

I think the optimal artwork is in constant circulation with the world around itself.

I think the overall mood of the music informs the artwork, but I've found that good lyrics can be inspirational, too.

I write all the time. I do artwork that's part of a diary, and I write short stories to go with them pretty much every day.

It's really thrilling to work with an illustrator - your vision expands with the addition of someone else's artwork/artistic vision.

It's the ultimate conceptual artwork. I took a piece of metal and just painted an image of a stop sign on it - a four-by-four-foot stop sign.

I wish my artwork could persuade millions of people to join a global conversation about sustainability.

Like any artwork, things become richer if you know more about them; but I don't think that's crucial.

Some people leave artwork, some people do rude things, other people then turn those rude things into nice things.

Nothing is more hackneyed than the liberal dogma that shock value confers automatic importance on an artwork.

One of the reasons I picked Pacifica was because, for a lot of classes and for your thesis, you could do artwork because of the Jungian slant of it all, and that really called to me.

The viewer brings something individual to the experience of any artwork.

Some visual artworks are made to be talked about more than to be seen, others are made to be seen more than to be talked about. I think I belong in the latter category.

The business of living - that's your artwork, and the process of that is finding out who you are, what it all means.

The digital artwork is characterized not by the technology which delivers it, but by the "passage" itself.

Artwork can be consumed for ages. The people and the state can be proud of it. That is why it is incorrect to stimulate something that has no real value.

When I started out, I wrote the songs, recorded the songs, mastered, mixed, did the artwork, made the packaging and did the distribution, all myself. Now I understand what everyone's jobs are, who is doing them right, and who isn't.

You never really get to touch anything that you're doing unless you print it out. I don't really enjoy making artwork on a computer because it doesn't seem like I've done anything.

All the aesthetic anarchy of our day is caused by more international artillery than by international paintings.

They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork.

Whenever you finish an artwork and the viewer comes and views it, at that moment you've given up control.

You make an open-ended proposition and the audience completes it somehow. That’s what you hope an artwork to be-a constantly living thing.

Art is like hard digging. Without daily searching, nothing can be found.

As in zoology, monsters exist in art. It is the pervert of the formation of words, lines, colors, and sounds.

By means of art, man values the value of his worldview and the event. With it, the man moves to the ground and phosphoresces at the darkness of reality, illuminating his dark path with its splendor, like a magical dark-eyed eye, so it moves between the stars and so lives.

A wedding is a series of special moments, strung together like beads on a chain. Sure, by themselves, they are lovely, but put them all together and you get art.

He showed her things she'd never known about things she'd always thought she understood. And she adored it... even as it terrified her. Even as it made her question everything she thought true. She resisted the thought, her gaze rising to one large wall of the club, where the Angel's namesake fell in beautiful glass panels from Heaven to Hell, from good to evil, from sainthood to sin. It was the most beautiful window Pippa had ever seen, the work of true artisans, all reds and golds and violets, at once hideous and holy. It was the angel himself who fascinated her, the enormous, beautiful man crashing to Earth, without the gifts he'd had for so long. In the hands of a poorer artist, the detail of him would have been less intricate, the hands and feet and face would have been shaped with glass of a single color, but this artist had cared deeply for his subject, and the swirls of darks and lights in the panels were finely crafted to depict movement, shape, and even emotion. She could not help but stare at the face of the fall- inverted as he fell to the floor of the hell- the arch of his brow, the complex shade of his jaw, the curve of his lip. She paused there, thinking on another pair of lips, another fall. Another angel. Cross. Emotion flared, one she did not immediately recognize. She let out a long breath. She wanted him- in a way she knew she should not. In a way she knew she should want another. A man destined to be her husband. To be the father of her children. And yet, she wanted Cross. This angel.