Yellow can express happiness, and then again, pain. There is flame red, blood red, and rose red; there is silver blue, sky blue, and thunder blue; every color harbors its own soul, delighting or disgusting or stimulating me. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
There is silver blue, sky blue and thunder blue. Every colour holds within it a soul, which makes me happy or repels me, and which acts as a stimulus. To a person who has no art in him, colours are… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
A work becomes a work of art when one re-evaluates the values of nature and adds one's own spirituality. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
Art is exalted above religion and race. Not a single solitary soul these days believes in the religions of the Assyrians, the Egyptians and… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
Pictures are spiritual beings. The soul of the painter lives within them. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
The art of an artist must be his own art. It is... always a continuous chain of little inventions, little technical discoveries of ones… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
Yellow can express happiness, and then again, pain. There is flame red, blood red, and rose red; there is silver blue, sky blue, and… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
There is silver blue, sky blue and thunder blue. Every colour holds within it a soul, which makes me happy or repels me, and… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
Sometimes it seems to me that I am capable of absolutely nothing, but that nature through me can accomplish a great deal. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
The art of an artist must be his own art. It is... always a continuous chain of little inventions, little technical discoveries of one's… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
As an artist I am attracted by decadence, by those who exhaust their lives in the shallow pursuits of pleasure. Occasionally, I feel that… — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
Colours in vibration, peeling like silver bells and clanging like bronze bells, proclaiming happiness, passion and love, soul, blood and death. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
What an artist learns matters little. What he himself discovers has a real worth for him, and gives him the necessary incitement to work. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
