Art Quotes - Page 111

I am a creative artist. I have the ability to radiate. Lifting my arms above me, I soar above the earth. Lowering my arms, I continue to soar. In the air moving around my head and shoulders, I experience the power of thoughts. In the air moving around my chest, I experience the power of feelings. In the air moving around my legs and feet, I experience the power of will. I am that

Do you remember the 21st night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders While chasing the clouds away Our hearts were ringing In the key that our souls were singing. As we danced in the night, Remember how the stars stole the night away.

In every community, there is work to be done. In every nation, there are wounds to heal. In every heart, there is the power to do it.

Cicero is dead! Cicero is born! The laughter has filled me, filled me so very completely. I am the laughter. I am the jester. The soul that has served as my constant companion for so long has breached the veil of the Void finally and forever. It is now in me. It is me. The world has seen the last of Cicero the man. Behold Cicero, Fool of Hearts - laughter incarnate!

The artist performs only one part of the creative process. The onlooker completes it, and it is the onlooker who has the last word.

To me, a painter, if not the most useful, is the least harmful member of our society.

My work is a game, a very serious game.

You've gotta blow the roof off of your heart and let the universe in.

Blue moon you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own.

Our heart knows what our mind has forgotten - it knows the sacred that is within all that exists, and through a depth of feeling we can once again experience this connection, this belonging.

During the Vietnam War, which lasted longer than any war we've ever been in - and which we lost - every respectable artist in this country was against the war. It was like a laser beam. We were all aimed in the same direction. The power of this weapon turns out to be that of a custard pie dropped from a stepladder six feet high.

Jesus was not sent here to teach the people to build magnificent churches and temples amidst the cold wretched huts and dismal hovels. He came to make the human heart a temple, and the soul an altar, and the mind a priest.

Black painters have done all kinds of work. It's the treatment of forms they engage in-that's what determines the value of the work, not whether you call them a black artist or not.

We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness

I'm a con artist in that I'm an actor. I make people believe something is real when they know perfectly well it isn't.

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.

I say that trials and tests locate a person. In other words they determine where you are spiritually. They reveal the true condition of your heart. How you react under pressure is how the real you reacts.

Cordial love of the neighbor does not consist in feelings. This love flows not from a heart of flesh but from the heart of our will.

Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.

Pictures just come to my mind and I tell my heart to go ahead.

He who lowers his mind to the dust of all men’s feet, Sees the Name of God enshrined in every heart.

Music is an outburst of the soul.

Worthiness, in very simple terms, means I have found a way to let the Energy reach me, the Energy that is natural, reach me. Worthiness, or unworthiness, is something that is pronounced upon you by you. You are the only one that can deem yourself worthy or unworthy. You are the only one who can love yourself into a state of allowing, or hate yourself in a state of disallowing. There is not something wrong with you, nor is there something wrong with one who is not loving you. You are all just, in the moment, practicing the art of not allowing, or the art of resisting

The most pleasurable thing in the world, for me, is to see something and then translate how I see it.

Why the Christian life is so difficult to many is because they have a divided heart. They are double-minded, which makes them unstable in all their ways.