“When we’re burned out from writing, we can photograph or draw, look at the world in a different way, and photographers could try writing what they see.”

Sometimes to write you need to do more than just appear at your desk-you need to take care of the part of you that dreams and imagines and creates.

Reading can usually do this for writers, but sometimes you also need to watch films, listen to music, go to an art museum, or see a play. Or just sit outside and soak up the sky.

Writing can be a lonely business. But gradually your characters, or the scenes and peopl from your past, begin to rise up around you, and you find yourself writing your way out of loneliness, writing into your own company.

Here’s the beauty of a camera: you don’t have to come up with words for what you’re looking at… Maybe another angle is needed sometimes. When we’re burned out from writing, we can photograph or draw, look at the world in a different way, and photographers could try writing what they see.

It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.

I would draw my own comic book characters listening to metal. The drawing and music kind of went hand in hand.

I used to think I was hitting a draw at times, and the ball was still curving to the right! I still prefer to play a little fade, but I’ve had to recalibrate my visuals.

It is by developing the individual that he is prepared for that wonderful manifestation of the human intelligence, which drawing constitutes.

There can be no ‘graduated exercises in drawing’ leading up to an artistic creation. That goal can be attained only through the development of mechanical technique and through the freedom of the spirit.

To confer the gift of drawing, we must create an eye that sees, a hand that obeys, a soul that feels; and in this task, the whole life must cooperate. In this sense, life itself is the only preparation for drawing.

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world… Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis.

I can draw really well. And I like to paint. I’m a bit of an artist.