I love a lot of Picasso’s art but it is the passion of the man that inspired me most. He had a lust for life, boundless energy and a desire not to waste a second. He was driven by his desire to create.
That is something that I feel most intensely. Whatever the end result I have a drive to keep creating. That is my fundamental purpose. I gave up a well-paid fulfilling job early so that I had time and energy to devote to my creativity. It certainly wasn’t the money. I know I will never make money out of my creativity in the way I did out of my profession. It is an overwhelming need. I sense that in Picasso.
Whether it is writing, painting, dance, music or any other form of creativity – I feel that it is fundamental to a healthy human being’s life.
Action is the foundational key to all success.
Don’t just think it – do it!
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.
We truly come alive when we are creating – our brains zing.
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.
I hope I’ve retained some of that naivety. I don’t want to get bogged down in the mundane. Life is wondrous.
I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it.
That’s not easy – you fail so often. I fail every single day. The art is to keep trying.
To finish a work? To finish a picture? What nonsense! To finish it means to be through with it, to kill it, to rid it of its soul, to give it its final blow the coup de grace for the painter as well as for the picture.
A work of art is never completed – Only abandoned.
Never permit a dichotomy to rule your life, a dichotomy in which you hate what you do so you can have pleasure in your spare time. Look for a situation in which your work will give you as much happiness as your spare time.
I was fortunate – I chose teaching as a career. It put me in daily touch with lively young minds and I loved trying to make them think and create. I enjoyed my career and miss it.
Everything you can imagine is real.
I’ve created whole universes.
We don’t grow older, we grow riper.
I think he’s right. I’m better than I used to be. I merely lack the energy.