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Art is a jealous mistress and if a
man has a genius for painting, poetry,
music, architecture or philosophy, he
makes a bad husband and
an ill provider
The essence of all art is to have
pleasure in giving pleasure.
A man paints with his brains
and not with his hands.
Colour is my day-long obsession,
joy and torment.
The longer you look at an
object, the more abstract it
becomes, and, ironically,
the more real.
As music is the poetry of sound, so is
painting the poetry of sight and the
subject-matter has nothing to do
with harmony of sound or of color.
All art is an individual's
xpression of a culture. Cultures
differ, so art looks different.
I never paint dreams or nightmares.
I paint my own reality.
I build a painting by putting little
marks together--some look like
hot dogs, some like doughnuts.