Flesh Quote by Lucian Freud Download Open image “I want paint to work as flesh.” — Lucian Freud ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flesh Paint Painting Want Work
I want paint to work as flesh... my portraits to be of the people, not like them. Not having a look of the sitter,… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
As far as I am concerned the paint is the person. I want it to work for me just as flesh does — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
My sin as a painter is that I just want to paint anything I want to paint - and repaint. — Wayne Thiebaud Copy Share Image
Paint is a very sensual material. It's lovely to work with and lovely to look at. — Glenn Ligon Copy Share Image
You don't decide to paint. It's like getting hungry and going to the kitchen to eat. It's a need, not a choice. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
You want to paint? First of all you must cut off your tongue because your decision takes away from you the right to express… — Henri Matisse Copy Share Image
A moment of complete happiness never occurs in the creation of a work of art. The promise of it is felt in the act… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
I don't want any colour to be noticeable... I don't want it to operate in the modernist sense as colour, something independent... Full, saturated… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
Since the model he so faithfully copies is not going to be hung up next to the picture... it is of no interest whether… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
It is the only point of getting up every morning: to paint, to make something good, to make something even better than before, not… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
Full, saturated colours have an emotional significance I want to avoid. — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
Sometimes, when I've been staring too hard, I've noticed that I could see the circumference of my own eye. — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
I remember Francis Bacon would say that he felt he was giving art what he thought it previously lacked. With me, it's what Yeats… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
I think half the point of painting a picture is that you don't know what will happen... that if painters did know what was… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
I work from the people that interest me, and that I care about, in rooms that I live in and know. I use the… — Lucian Freud Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
The nineteenth century lynching mob cuts off ears, toes, and fingers, strips off flesh, and distributes portions of the body as souvenirs among the… — Ida B. Wells Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
It's still possible to savor the remarkable foods that millennia of human ingenuity have teased from milk. A sip of milk itself or a… — Harold McGee Copy Share Image
If Jesus is the Son of God in human flesh, He's one of a kind of the 13 billions of people who have ever lived. — Tim LaHaye Copy Share Image
I hold flesh-food to be unsuited to our species. We err in copying the lower animal world if we are superior to it. — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
I separated the joints, the arm joints, the leg joints, and had to do two boilings. I think I used four boxes of Soilex… — Jeffrey Dahmer Copy Share Image
If you like I'll be furious flesh elemental, or- changing to tones that the sunset arouses- if you like- I'll be extraordinary gentle, not… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
For fear of causing terror to living beings, Mahamati, let the Bodhisattva who is disciplining himself to attain compassion, refrain from eating flesh. — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
It is a great delusion to suppose that flesh-meat of any kind is essential to health. Considerably more than three parts of the work… — Catherine Booth Copy Share Image
You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image
