Why do writers write? Why do actors act? Why do painters…

One is a painter because one wants so-called freedom; one doesn't want to go to the office every morning.

— Marcel Duchamp

“People in coats and ties were milling around the Talley gallery, and on the wall were the minimally rendered still lifes by Giorgio Morandi,…

— Steve Martin

A home is not a museum. It doesn't have to be furnished with Picasso paintings, or Sheraton suites, or Oriental rugs, or Chinese pottery.…

— James M. Cain

The bigger the canvas, the better I do. I'm not so good at understated, kitchen-sink kinds of parts.

— Christopher Reeve

I had an idea for a technologically advanced luxury watch. I got involved in digital art and neon painting and put on shows of…

— Giorgio Moroder

I think I'm a guy who can get into the paint, make plays and obviously distribute and make plays for other guys, too.

— Kevin Huerter

“Love them all," said Renoir. "That is the secret, young man. Love them all." The painter let go of his arm and shrugged. "Then,…

— Christopher Moore

Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish.

— William Blake

“He unfixes the metal notch and slips his hand around the body of the bird. Feels its heat, its small heart beating. He stares…

— Nina Schuyler

I love painting. I love writing. I love creating and being around people who are creating.

— Joe Lycett

“Your soul is your paintbrush, your world is your canvass, your life is your masterpiece.”

— Matshona Dhliwayo

There's nothing more special than intellect and labour that makes painting work. There's no magic there; it's information, and it's work.

— Kerry James Marshall

Worship isn't destructive, Martin. I know that. I don't. I only know it's the core of his life. What else has he got? He…

— Peter Shaffer

I saw Frank Frazetta's art, and it seared on my memory. I love his paintings. They're so amazing.

— Jason Momoa

I was too tired to think. I merely felt the town as a unique unreality. What was it? I knew -- the moon's picture…

— Anonymous