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 CEZANNEThe landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture…we merge in an iridescent chaos.
PAUL CEZANNEThere are two things in the painter, the eye and the mind; each of them should aid the other.
PAUL CEZANNEWhen the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
PAUL CEZANNEPeople think how a sugar basin has no physiognomy, no soul. But it changes every day.
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 CEZANNEIf I think, everything is lost.
PAUL CEZANNEYou must think. The eye is not enough; it needs to think as well.
PAUL CEZANNEWhen I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made object like a tree or flower. If it clashes, it is not art.
PAUL CEZANNESee how the light tenderly love the apricots, it takes them over completely, enters into their pulp, light them from all sides! But it is miserly with the peaches and light only one side of them.
PAUL CEZANNEDon’t be an art critic. Paint. There lies salvation.
PAUL CEZANNEThere is no such thing as an amateur artist as different from a professional artist. There is only good art and bad art.
PAUL CEZANNEMonet is only an eye, but my God, what an eye!
PAUL CEZANNEA puny body weakens the soul.
PAUL CEZANNEI’ll always be grateful to the public of intelligent amateurs.
PAUL CEZANNEI’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not really possible to help others.
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