Krasner Artist Quotes & Sayings

Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have — Edvard Munch

The procedure was that an artist got a mural and then he would have anywhere from two to ten assistants depending on the size of the mural and how many assistants he needed, or she needed. — Lee Krasner

Many drops make a bucket, many buckets make a pond, many ponds make a lake, and many lakes make an ocean. — Percy Ross

Men get drunk and boast, or they get religion and repent. — Ellen O' Connell

Every individual decision is nothing but coincidence, every artistic decision is coincidence. — Alva Noto

God's treasury where He keeps His children's gifts will be like many a mother's store of relics of her children, full of things of no value to others, but precious in His eyes for the love's sake that was in them. — Francois Fenelon

Writing does change you, and of course it feels good to do things, so you could say writing is de facto therapeutic. But really, one writes to write. — Deborah Eisenberg

The key is what is within the artist. The artist can only paint what she or he is about. — Lee Krasner

I've always thought of myself as a cattle-handling specialist, a college professor first; autism is secondary. — Temple Grandin

We fall in love and let our minds fall apart..
We let ourselves fall, and keep falling..
Our minds are caught by one another, mixed up in a random puzzle, piece by piece put together into a different reality. — M. Cochet M.

One of the best things about road-tripping with monks is that monks are used to repeating chants over and over and over, so they really don't mind songs like 'Ninety-nine Bottles of Beer on the Wall' or 'The Song That Never Ends. — M T Anderson

As I say, I as an abstract artist was active politically. — Lee Krasner

He words we did not shout, the tears unshed, the curse we swallowed,
the phrase we shortened, the love we killed, turned into magnetic iron ore,
into tourmaline, into pyrite agate, blood congealed into cinnabar, blood calcinated, leadened into galena,
oxidized, aluminized, sulphated, calcinated,
the mineral glow of dead meteors and exhausted suns in the forest of dead trees
and dead desires. — Anais Nin