Ideally a painter (and, generally, an artist) should not become conscious of his insights: without taking the detour through his reflective processes, and incomprehensibly to himself, all his progress should enter so swiftly into the work that he is unable to recognize them in the moment of transition. Alas, the artist who waits in ambush there, watching, detaining them, will… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the motion of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I learn it daily, learn it with painto which I am grateful: patience is everything! (Letter Three).” — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Painting is something that takes place among the colors, and one has to leave them alone completely, so that they can settle… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
My art is representational by choice…if the art of painting is to survive, it must describe and express people, their lives and… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Ideally a painter (and, generally, an artist) should not become conscious of his insights: without taking the detour through his conscious reflection,… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
I want to unfold. I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
The artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Out of infinite longings rise finite deeds like weak fountains, falling back just in time and trembling. And yet, what otherwise remains silent, our… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood. Then the knowing comes: I can open to another life that’s wide and timeless. So I am sometimes like a tree rustling over a gravesite… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“A complete sharing between two people is an impossibility and whenever it seems, nevertheless, to exist, it is a narrowing, a mutual agreement which robs either one member or both of his fullest freedom and development. But, once the realization is accepted that, even between the closest human beings, infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“But this is what ... people are so often and disastrously wrong in doing: they (who by their very nature are impatient) fling themselves at each other when love takes hold of them, they scatter themselves, just as they are, in all their messiness, disorder, bewilderment ... And what can happen then? What can life do with this heap of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things. Things will not abandon you. The nights are… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
You life will find its own paths... and that they be good, rich, and wide is what I wish for you, more than I… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
I do not want to be folded for where I am folded, there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
