Saturday, April 14, 2007

Artist Trai Escale favorite Art Qoutes

Trai Escale is an artist from Barcelona Spain whose work (example above)and ideas I like.

She has a Myspace at
And on his `space' he has a collection of quotes that `have helped her understand how she relates to painting'.

I post them here with pictures of the people quoted - gives the words an added dimension, I think.

Do you (the reader have a favorite inspiring art quote? Let us know.

To finish a work? To finish a picture? What nonsense! To finish it means to be through with it, to kill it, to rid it of its soul, to give it its final blow the coup de grace for the painter as well as for the picture. ...

What is a face, really? Its own photo? Its make-up? Or is it a face as painted by such or such painter? That which is in front? Inside? Behind? And the rest? Doesn't everyone look at himself in his own particular way? Deformations simply do not exist.
Pablete Picasso, La Bestia

Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things..."
Edgar Degas

I've been forty years discovering that the queen of all colors is black...."
Auguste Renoir

Art is not a mirror to reflect the world in, but a hammer with which to shape it.
Vladimir Mayakovsky.

The price of collaboration in art is — as in the concentration camps — excremental suffocation. It is not by submission, coolness, apathy, boredom that great art is created—no matter what the cynics tell us. The secret ingredient is what is most difficult to learn: courage.
Boris Lurie.

Il faut être toujours ivre.
Tout est là:
c'est l'unique question.
Pour ne pas sentir
l'horrible fardeau du Temps
qui brise vos épaules
et vous penche vers la terre,
il faut vous enivrer sans trêve.
Mais de quoi?
De vin, de poésie, ou de vertu, à votre guise.
Mais enivrez-vous.
Et si quelquefois,
sur les marches d'un palais,
sur l'herbe verte d'un fossé,
dans la solitude morne de votre chambre,
vous vous réveillez,
l'ivresse déjà diminuée ou disparue,
demandez au vent,
à la vague,
à l'étoile,
à l'oiseau,
à l'horloge,
à tout ce qui fuit,
à tout ce qui gémit,
à tout ce qui roule,
à tout ce qui chante,
à tout ce qui parle,
demandez quelle heure il est;
et le vent,
la vague,
vous répondront:
"Il est l'heure de s'enivrer!
Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisés du Temps,
enivrez-vous sans cesse!
De vin, de poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise."

.... and in english...

One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters;
that's our one imperative need.
So as not to feel Time's
horrible burden one which breaks your shoulders and bows
you down, you must get drunk without cease.

But with what?
With wine, poetry, or virtue
as you choose.
But get drunk.

And if, at some time, on steps of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the bleak solitude of your room,
you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated,
ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock,
all that which flees,
all that which groans,
all that which rolls,
all that which sings,
all that which speaks,
ask them, what time it is;
and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock,
they will all reply:

"It is time to get drunk!

So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time,
get drunk, get drunk,
and never pause for rest!
With wine, poetry, or virtue,
as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire.

In Primal Therapy, and in any kind of awareness, you might have a person so emotionally engaged in something positive that when they leave the experience, they're emptied. That's exactly what should happen, in the best possible sense.
Joel Peter Witken

Si las formas diseñadas por el pintor en el cuadro no tuvieran repercusión, si, por ejemplo, mandíbulas con horribles dientes no asomaran del cráneo de Picasso para aterrorizar a quienes tienen la impudicia de pensar cosas respetables, entonces la pintura no serviría sino para evitar la rabia en la gente, como hacen los bares y el cine americano.
Georges Bataille, " The Lugubrious Game" 1929

C'est pas du vomi, c'est de la peinture organique !

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.
Friedrich Nietzsche.

An artist does not render nature, he renders visible. He sees what others do not see, and by seeing and rendering on canvas, paper, whatever makes his vision visible to others (if they are able to see).
Paul Klee.

Me acostumbré a la alucinación simple:veía sin la menor vacilación una mezquita en vez de una fábrica, calesas por los caminos del cielo, un salón al fondo de un lago; los monstruos, los misterios, un título de vodevil alzaban espantajos ante mí.
Arthur Rimbaud.

Why, after the great artists, do people ever try to do anything again? Only because, from generation to generation, through what great artists have done, the instincts change. And, as the instincts change, so there comes a renewal of the feeling of how can I remake this thing once again more clearly, more exactly, more violently. You see, I relieve that art is recording.
Francis Bacon (my dad!).

And yet, word is not the life. People talk just to attack something or to defend themselves. But the one who refuses talking... How secretful a picture is... A gleam... that cannot be explained.
The Overpainted Writing by Bela Bacsi

Modificaciones, transformaciones, superposiciones, pinturas sobre pinturas...en realidad no se trata solamente de una adición fantasmagórica de nuevos elementos sobre una base preexistente, sino del empleo de esta imagen como fuente de sugerencia, como un excitante transformador de un trastrueque conceptual y, también, como una base de imagen-color ya realizada que condiciona el resultado.Rabia infantil, impulso de metamorfosis,deseo de violentar la belleza establecida mediante la pluma o el pincel iconoclasta.
Antonio Saura (the great!).Superposiciones.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust.


e-rai said...

having done this is beautiful!!

e-rai said...

doing that was beautiful!!

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