Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.
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Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.
PAUL CEZANNEIf I were called upon to define briefly the word Art, I should call it the reproduction of what the senses preceive in nature, seen through the veil of the soul.
PAUL CEZANNEDon’t be an art critic. Paint. There lies salvation.
PAUL CEZANNEAll the theories mess you up inside.
PAUL CEZANNEPure drawing is an abstraction. Drawing and colour are not distinct, everything in nature is coloured.
PAUL CEZANNELiterature expresses itself by abstractions, whereas painting, by means of drawing and colour, gives concrete shape to sensations and perceptions.
PAUL CEZANNEMonet is only an eye, but my God, what an eye!
PAUL CEZANNEEverything is about to disappear. You’ve got to hurry up if you still want to see things.
PAUL CEZANNEWhen the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
PAUL CEZANNEI’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not really possible to help others.
PAUL CEZANNETime and reflection, modify, little by little, our vision, and at last comprehension comes to us.
PAUL CEZANNEIt’s so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
PAUL CEZANNEKeep good company – that is, go to the Louvre.
PAUL CEZANNEI am more a friend of art than a producer of painting.
PAUL CEZANNETreat nature by the cylinder, the sphere, the cone, everything in proper perspective so that each side of an object or a plane is directed towards a central point.
PAUL CEZANNEYou have to hurry up if you want to see something, everything disappears.
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