I hate symbolic art in which the presentation loses all spontaneous movement in order to become a machine, an allegory, a vain and misconceived effort because the very fact of giving an allegorical sense to a presentation clearly shows that we have to do with a fable which by itself has no truth either fantastic or direct; it was made for the demonstration of some moral truth.
Good artists borrow. Great artists steal.
A craftsman knows in advance what the finished result will be, while the artist knows only what it will be when he has finished it. But it is unbecoming in an artist to talk about inspiration; that is the reader's business.
Painters who are not colorists produce illumination, not painting.
The goal I proposed myself in making cubism? To paint and nothing more, with a method linked only to my thought. Neither the good nor the true; neither the useful nor the useless.
The trouble with our younger authors is that they are all in the sixties.
Give me a museum and I'll fill it.
Egocentric. If he is a creative artist, forgive him.
Try to grasp the essence of what the great artists, the serious masters, say in their masterpieces, and you will again find God in them. One man has written or said it in a book, another in a painting.
It is the duty of the younger negro artist... to change through the force of his art that old whispering "I want to be white," hidden in the aspirations of his people, to "why should I want to be white? I am a negro? And beautiful!.