painting Quotes

“Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a burden.”

“One could talk of painting then seriously to a man. Indeed, his friendship had been one of the pleasures of her life. She loved William Bankes.”

“The painting ... represented something lost, something I had never had, would never have. ”

“Newt remained curled in the chair. He held out his painty hands as though a cat’s cradle were strung between them. ‘No wonder kids grow up crazy. A cat’s cradle is nothing but a bunch of X’s between somebody’s hands, and little kids look and look and look at all those X’s….‘”

″‘I don’t think (Newt’s painting is) very nice,’ Angela complained. ‘I think it’s ugly, but I don’t know anything about modern art. Sometimes I wish Newt would take some lessons, so he could know for sure if he was doing something or not.‘”

″‘Papa, the son’s feeling will be hurt if he sees this. He wouldn’t be pleased. We should paint over it.’ ‘I’m glad you feel that way. That’s exactly what we should do. We need to look inside the house too, but it will take some time to go through their things.‘”

“For Monet, on this occasion, water lilies were the measure of water lilies; and so he painted them.”

“Who cares? Kingdoms rise and fall. Just don’t burn the paintings in the Louvre, that’s all.”

“Maisy paints some pictures.”

“I couldn’t believe what I saw. She was white all over. Even part of her hair. Her neck, her arms, her bare body, her legs. She’d painted herself white with gloss paint. There were frantic white splotches all over her body, covering each and every tattoo...”

“Doctor De Soto stepped into the foxes mouth with a bucket of secret formula and proceeded to paint each tooth. He hummed as he worked. Mrs. De Soto stood by on the ladder, pointing out spots he had missed. He fox looked very happy.”

″‘If I painted the sky,’ she had said one day, ‘I could go through life paintin’ nothin’ else, for it’s always changin’. It never stays still.‘”

“But the painting he’s working on now is not in his usual style, and this one has a name: “River Boy.” He’s never named one of his paintings before. To make matters even stranger, he has insisted his son and daughter-in-law and granddaughter Jess go on a vacation to the place he lived growing up. ”

“Grandpa liked to drink his coffee outside. On calm mornings, the sea was so shiny it looked as if it had just been painted. “

“And when he told them of the blue periwinkles, the red poppies in the yellow wheat, and the green leaves of the berry bush, they saw the colors as clearly as if they had been painted in their minds.”

“One is the Springmouse who turns on the showers. Then comes the Summer who paints in the flowers. The Fallmouse is next with the walnuts and wheat. And Winter is last…with little cold feet.”

“Once they had liked painting pictures with chemical fire, swimming in the canals in the seasons when the wine trees filled them with green liquors, and talking into the dawn together by the blue phosphorous portraits in the speaking room.”

“Ramona thought of kindergarten as being divided into two parts. The first was the running part, which included games, dancing, finger painting, and playing. The second part was called seat work. Seat work was serious. Everyone was expected to work quietly in his own seat without disturbing anyone else.”

Linnea and Mr. Bloom take a trip to Paris to see where Claude Monet lived and painted.

“Harry,” said Basil Hallward, looking him straight in the face, “every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on the coloured canvas, reveals himself. The reason I will not exhibit this picture is that I am afraid that I have shown in it the secret of my own soul.