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When You Make A Thing, A Thing That Is New, It Is So Complicated Making It That It Is Bound To Be Ugly. But Those That Make It After You, They Don't Have To Worry About Making It. And They Can Make It Pretty, And So Everybody Can Like It When Others Make It After You

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When You Make A Thing, A Thing That Is New, It Is So Complicated Making It That It Is Bound To Be Ugly. But Those That Make It After You, They Don't Have To Worry About Making It. And They Can Make It Pretty, And So Everybody Can Like It When Others Make It After You

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There Ought To Be An Absolute Dictatorship... A Dictatorship Of Painters... A Dictatorship Of One Painter... To Suppress All Those Who Have Betrayed Us.

Races And Religions May Have Changed, But The Marketplace, The Living Quarters, Pilgrimage Sites, Places Of Worship, Have Remained The Same. Venus Is Replaced By The Virgin, But The Same Life Goes On.

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...art Is Something Subversive. It's Something That Should Not Be Free. Art And Liberty, Like The Fire Of Prometheus, Are Things That One Must Steal, To Be Used Against The Established Order.

The Best Calculation Is The Absence Of Calculation. Once You Have Attained A Certain Level Of Recognition, Others Generally Figure That When You Do Something, It's For An Intelligent Reason. So It's Really Foolish To Plot Out Your Movements Too Carefully In Advance. You're Better Off Acting Capriciously.

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When You Start With A Portrait And Try To Find Pure Form By Abstracting More And More, You Must End Up With An Egg.

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Action Is The Fundamental Key To Success.

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Why Assume That To Look Is To See?

If You Take My Sayings And Explode Them In The Air, They Remain Only Sayings. But If You Fit Them Together In Their Correct Places, You Will Have The Whole Story.

If I Knew What The Meaning Of Art Was, I Wouldn't Tell You.

Different Themes Inevitably Require Different Methods Of Expression. This Does Not Imply Either Evolution Or Progress; It Is A Matter Of Following The Idea One Wants To Express And The Way In Which One Wants To Express It.

Art Is A Leap Into The Dark.

One Cannot Be A Sorcerer All The Time. How Could One Live?

It's A Poor Artist Who Borrows--a Good Artist Steals.

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People Are Always Asking Me To Sign My Old Canvases. It's Ridiculous!

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The Purpose Of Art Is To Create Enthusiasm.

I Paint Objects As I Think Them, Not As I See Them.

Our Goals Can Only Be Reached Through A Vehicle Of A Plan, In Which We Must Fervently Believe, And Upon Which We Must Vigorously Act. There Is No Other Route To Success.

Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Not Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? ...people Who Try To Explain Pictures Are Usually Barking Up The Wrong Tree.

If You Are Trying To Find Something, It Means You Haven't Got It. And If You Find It Simply By Looking For It, That Means It's False.

The Artist Must Know The Manner Whereby To Convince Others Of The Truthfulness Of His Lies.

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There Are More Copies Than Originals Among People.

That Inspiration Comes, Does Not Depend On Me. The Only Thing I Can Do Is Make Sure It Catches Me Working.

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It Seems Strange To Me That Someone Thought Of Making Marble Statues.

Is There Anything More Dangerous Than Sympathetic Understanding?

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In Art, There Is Neither Past Nor Future. The Art That Is Not In The Present Will Never Be.

Art Sweeps The Everyday Dust From Your Soul.

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

He Was An Afghan Hound Name Kabul. Since Him I Have Had Other Afghan Hounds.... Perhaps I Am Looking For His Ghost. He Is The Only One That I Sometimes Think About. Often, If He Comes In To My Mind When I Am Working, It Alters What I Do. The Nose On The Face I Am Drawing Gets Longer And Sharper. The Hair Of The Woman I Am Sketching Gets Longer And Fluffy, Resting Against Her Cheeks Like His Ears Rested Against His Head.

Formerly Pictures Used To Move Towards Completion In Progressive Stages. Each Day Would Bring Something New. A Picture Was A Sum Of Additions. With Me, Picture Is A Sum Of Destructions. I Do A Picture, Then I Destroy It. But In The Long Run Nothing Is Lost; The Red That I Took Away From One Place Turns Up Somewhere Else.

Paradise Is To Love Many Things With A Passion.

Motivation Is In The World Around Us. We Have An Infinite Amount Of Material At Our Disposal, In The Lives Of Those We Meet, In What We See And Feel, In What We Discuss And From The Passion Of Every Woman.

My Mother Said To Me, 'if You Are A Soldier, You Will Become A General. If You Are A Monk, You Will Become The Pope.' Instead, I Was A Painter, And Became Picasso.

Art Is An Instrument In The War Against The Enemy.

The Only Pictorial Matter That Is Of Interest To Me Is The Matter And Sentiments Brought About By The Work Itself.

Everything Is A Miracle. It Is A Miracle That One Does Not Dissolve In One's Bath Like A Lump Of Sugar.

The Academic Teaching On Beauty Is False. We Have Been Misled, But So Completely Misled That We Can No Longer Find So Much As A Shadow Of A Truth Again. The Beauties Of The Parthenon, The Venuses, The Nymphs, The Narcisusses, Are So May Lies. Art Is Not The Application Of A Canon Of Beauty, But What The Instinct And The Brain Can Conceive Independently Of That Canon.

It Is A Well-known Fact That We See The Faults In Other's Works More Readily Than We Do In Our Own.

If There Is Something To Steal, I Steal It.

The People Who Make Art Their Business Are Mostly Imposters.

There Is No Abstract Art. You Must Always Start With Something. Afterward You Can Remove All Traces Of Reality.

I Must Keep On Trying, Just To Keep The Experiment Going Until I Get Tired Of It All. Even If The Last Result Is Not Necessarily The Best, I Stop When My Interest In The Problem Wanes.

Variation Does Not Mean Evolution. If An Artist Varies His Mode Of Expression This Only Means That He Has Changed His Manner Of Thinking, And In Changing, It Might Be For The Better Or It Might Be For The Worse.

A Plagiarist Steals From One Person. A True Artist Steals From Everybody.

Music And Art Are The Guiding Lights Of The World.

It Took Me A Lifetime.

Do You Think It Interests Me That This Painting Represents Two Figures? These Two Figures Existed, They Exist No More. The Sight Of Them Gave Me An Initial Emotion, Little By Little Their Real Presence Grew Indistinct They Became A Fiction For Me, Then They Disappeared, Or Rather, Were Turned Into Problems Of All Kinds. For Me They Are No Longer Two Figures But Shapes And Colours, Don't Misunderstand Me, Shapes And Colours, Though, That Sum Up The Idea Of The Two Figures And Preserve The Vibration Of Their Existence.

Photography Has Arrived At The Point Where It Is Capable Of Liberating Painting From All Literature, From The Anecdote, And Even From The Subject. In Any Case, A Certain Aspect Of The Subject Now Belongs To The Domain Of Photography. So Shouldn't Painters Profit From Their Newly Acquired Liberty, And Make Use Of It To Do Other Things?

Each Time I Undertake To Paint A Picture I Have A Sensation Of Leaping Into Space. I Never Know Whether I Shall Fall On My Feet. It Is Only Later That I Begin To Estimate More Exactly The The Effect Of My Work.

The World Today Doesn't Make Sense, So Why Should I Paint Pictures That Do?

A Painter Paints To Unload Himself Of Feelings And Visions.

Work Is A Necessity For Man. Man Invented The Alarm Clock.

For A Long Time I Limited Myself To One Colour - As A Form Of Discipline.

The Hidden Harmony Is Better Than The Obvious.

All Human Beings Are Born With The Same Creative Potential. Most People Squander Theirs Away On A Million Superfluous Things. I Expend Mine On One Thing And One Thing Only: My Art.

What I Have To Do Is Utilize As Best I Can The Ideas Which Objects Suggest To Me, Connect, Fuse, And Color In My Way The Shadows They Cast Within Me, Illumine Them From The Inside. And Since Of Necessity My Vision Is Quite Different From That Of The Next Man, My Painting Will Interpret Things In An Entirely Different Manner Even Though It Makes Use Of The Same Elements.

You See These Thick Curtains Shut Out The Daylight: Artificial Light Suits Me A Great Deal Better; It's Absolutely Steady, And Much More Exciting.

When They Say That I Am Too Old To Make A Thing, I Try To Make It Immediately.

You Know, It's Just Like Being A Peddler. You Want Two Breasts? Well, Here You Are -- Two Breasts. We Must See To It That The Man Looking At The Picture Has At Hand Everything He Needs To Paint A Nude. If You Really Give Him Everything He Needs -- And The Best -- He'll Put Everything Where It Belongs, With His Own Eyes. Each Person Will Make For Himself The Kind Of Nude He Wants, With The Nude That I Will Have Made For Him.

Critics, Mathematicians, Scientists And Busybodies Want To Classify Everything, Marking The Boundaries And Limits... In Art, There Is Room For All Possibilities.

I'd Like To Live Like A Poor Man With A Lot Of Money.

Some Painters Transform The Sun Into A Yellow Spot, Others Transform A Yellow Spot Into The Sun.

The Meaning Of Life Is To Find Your Gift. The Purpose Of Life Is To Give It Away.

I Want To Create A Cat Like The Real Cats I See Crossing The Streets, Not Like Those You See In Houses. They Have Nothing In Common. The Cat Of The Streets Has Bristling Fur. It Runs Like A Fiend, And If It Looks At You, You Think It Is Going To Jump In Your Face.

You Can't Run A Without Taking Risks.

A Picture Lives By Its Legend - Not By Anything Else.

I Put In My Pictures Everything I Like. So Much The Worse For The Things - They Have To Get Along With One Another.

To Be Young, Really Young, Takes A Very Long Time.

If I Paint A Wild Horse, You Might Not See The Horse... But Surely You Will See The Wildness!

Whatever Is Most Abstract May Perhaps Be The Summit Of Reality.

Success Is Dangerous. One Begins To Copy Oneself, And To Copy Oneself Is More Dangerous Than To Copy Others. It Leads To Sterility.

I Am Always Doing That Which I Cannot Do, In Order That I May Learn How To Do It.

What Does It Mean For A Painter To Paint In The Manner Of So-and-so Or To Actually Imitate Someone Else? What's Wrong With That? On The Contrary, It's A Good Idea. You Should Constantly Try To Paint Like Someone Else. But The Thing Is, You Can't! You Would Like To. You Try. But It Turns Out To Be A Botch... And It's At The Very Moment You Make A Botch Of It That You're Yourself.

All Children Are Artists

Art Is The Lie That Enables Us To Realize The Truth.

If You Know Exactly What You're Going To Do, What's The Good In Doing It?

The Essential In This Time Of Moral Poverty Is To Create Enthusiasm.

An Artist Must Forget Painting When He Paints. That's The Only Way He Will Do Original Work.

When I Haven't Any Blue I Use Red.

Beauty? To Me It Is A Word Without Sense Because I Do Not Know Where Its Meaning Comes From Nor Where It Leads To.

Beautiful Women

Art Is Not Chaste. Those Ill Prepared Should Be Allowed No Contact With Art. Art Is Dangerous. If It Is Chaste, It Is Not Art.

I Would Like To Manage To Prevent People From Ever Seeing How A Picture Of Mine Has Been Done. What Can It Possibly Matter? What I Want Is That The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

I'm Not A Developer; I Am.

To Find Is The Thing.

Abstract Art Is Only Painting. And What's So Dramatic About That? There Is No Abstract Art. One Must Always Begin With Something. Afterwards One Can Remove All Semblance Of Reality; There Is No Longer Any Danger As The Idea Of The Object Has Left An Indelible Imprint.

Youth Has No Age.

All Children Paint Like Geniuses. What Do We Do To Them That So Quickly Dulls This Ability?

I Try To Paint What I Have Found And Not What I Look For. In Art, Intentions Are Of Little Importance.

Painting Is Stronger Than Me, It Makes Me Do It's Bidding.

I Begin With An Idea And Then It Becomes Something Else.

Go And Do The Things You Can't. That Is How You Get To Do Them.

A Painter Is A Man Who Paints What He Sells; An Artist, On The Other Hand, Is A Man Who Sells What He Paints.

Let Them Understand Above All That The Artist Works From Necessity; That He, Too, Is A Minute Element Of The World To Whom One Should Ascribe No More Importance Than So Many Things In Nature Which Charm Us But Which We Do Not Explain To Ourselves.

The People No Longer Seek Consolation In Art. But The Refined People, The Rich, The Idlers Seek The New, The Extraordinary, The Extravagant, The Scandalous.

Everything We Can Dream Can Be Real.

I Have A Horror Of People Who Speak About The Beautiful. What Is The Beautiful? One Must Speak Of Problems In Painting!

...why Did Plato Say That Poets Should Be Chased Out Of The Republic? Precisely Because Every Poet And Every Artist Is An Antisocial Being. He's Not That Way Because He Wants To Be; He Can't Be Any Other Way.... And If He Really Is An Artist It Is In His Nature Not To Want To Be Admitted, Because If He Is Admitted It Can Only Mean He Is Doing Something Which Is Understood, Approved, And Therefore Old Hat - Worthless. Anything New, Anything Worth Doing, Can't Be Recognized.

I Consider A Work Of Art As A Product Of Calculations, Calculations That Are Frequently Unknown To The Author Himself.

I Don't Develop; I Am.

For Me, There Are Two Kinds Of Women - Goddesses And Doormats.

What I Want Is That My Picture Should Evoke Nothing But Emotion.

This Idea Of Art For Art's Sake Is A Hoax.

If I Could Say This I Wouldn't Have To Paint.

Matisse Makes A Drawing, Then He Makes A Copy Of It. He Copies It Five Times, Ten Times, Always Clarifying The Line. He’s Convinced That The Last, The Most Stripped Down, Is The Best, The Purest, The Definitive One; And In Fact, Most Of The Time, It Was The First. In Drawing, Nothing Is Better Than The First Attempt.

I Understand My Own Pictures Best Six Months After I Have Done Them.

I Am Always Making That What I Am Not Capable, In An Attempt To Learn How To Doing It.

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