Elegant Expressions About Art
- Knowledge is a form of art, yet education represents a distinct art of its own.
- The mind is concerned with truth, ethics focus on duty, while taste guides us to art and beauty.
- For art to be authentic, it must be understood, especially by those it addresses.
- Claiming a work of art is excellent but not understood by the masses is akin to stating that there exists exquisite food that most people cannot enjoy.
- Excessive explanation can diminish the beauty of art.
- Poetry is the art of combining pleasure with truth.
- Critique may be easy, but creating art is undeniably challenging.
- Passion for art does not enrich anyone.
- Great art transcends surface appearances; rather, it impacts our lives deeply.
- Art emerges as beautiful when hands, mind, and heart collaborate.
- For the artist, art lies just beneath a blade of grass; for the average person, it may be buried under a mountain.
- Art is style, and style embodies the person.
- Each art form illuminates another.
- Consequently, art should be accessible to everyone—both the ignorant and the educated.
- Art serves as a tool or magical weapon for humanity in its struggle for survival.
- I have never perceived art merely as form, but rather as a concealed essence of substance.
- Great art is effortlessly grasped by the public, yet poses challenges for the artist.
- There are individuals in this world who carry art in their blood, often unconsciously.
- Art should surprise reality.
- Art acts as a mirror reflecting one’s own face.
- Only art gives back as much as you invest in it, making you feel that your time is well spent.
- Exquisite art creates a temple of beauty in the heart.
Pablo Picasso’s Insights on Art
- Every child is an artist; the challenge lies in remaining one as you grow older.
- I constantly pursue tasks that I cannot accomplish to learn how to do them.
- Imitating others is essential, but mimicking oneself is pitiful.
- Work is the cornerstone of all success.
- Master the rules like a professional, so you can break them like an artist.
- Everything that you can imagine is real.
- Art cleanses the soul of daily life’s dust.
- We all know that art is not reality; it is a lie that helps us recognize the truth.
- To admire is to stand before a beautiful painting for five hours; love, however, is simply standing for five minutes, leaving, and then returning to capture it at night.
Famous Quotes About Art
- Art is a form of therapy.
- Education encourages thinking; art invokes feeling.
- Humanity will begin to improve once we take art as seriously as we do physics, chemistry, or finance.
- Why is art so beautiful? Because it has no purpose. And why is life so ugly? Because it is filled with goals and objectives.
- One of art’s significant purposes is to remind the body that it was originally created for enjoyment, not toil.
- Those who despise art do not live in peace, feeling insulted by something they do not understand, leading to their hatred.
- Art levels the playing field for those whom life has broken.
- There’s nothing you must do in art, for it is simply a free endeavor.
- Art is akin to love in that it cannot be adequately explained.
- Music is art, and as soon as you become an artist, you must learn to accept criticism.
- In art and love, it is logical not to use logic.
- We have art so that we do not perish from the truth.
- Art embodies beauty, love, ethics, messages, and sincerity.
- The most beautiful sensation is mystery; it is the wellspring of art and science.
- Art has an enemy called ignorance.
- In art, the hand cannot create anything beautiful that the heart has not yet felt.
- In life, there are two blessings: the love of art and the art of love.
- In art, just like in love, all we need is common sense.
- Art is life, and life is life; however, the art of living is to live your life artistically.
Poems About Art
The Beautiful Art Poem
By Ali Mahmoud Taha:
Soaring through imagination, casting its reins,
The master of inspiration fills his heart and tongue.
Overflowing beauty blooms like a rose,
Embellished with dew upon its petals.
Living among people, he radiated passion,
Not shedding his youthful mantle.
He filled the universe from his hands with magic,
Constructing his kingdom and solidifying his essence.
He granted eternity within this wondrous realm,
And retained his dominion over decay.
He boldly resonated with genius,
Inspiring every heart that unleashed passion.
A sky for the unique poet,
Extracting verses and narratives from within.
From him, every virgin muse does not deny her brush,
For he is the eternal lyre strummed by tender birds,
Resonating the melodies of the fields.
I am the poet dazzled by beauty,
And ignited by the hands of life in admiration.
This is my sanctuary among nature’s spring,
Where the gentle blossoms greet the dawn,
Spreading spring’s enchantment upon her shores.
Releasing the lively hues of springtime,
Drawing melodies from the whispering brook,
And invoking chants for nature’s tenderness.
A temple for birds, a maiden of night,
With bells ringing through the dawn’s embrace.
Sanctuaries for the maidens when the west,
Pours during twilight its purple hue.
The lord of beautiful art hastens upon her,
Summoning under the shadow his call.
He sings the song of eternity and beckons
Beyond the terrifying veil, a glimpse of time.
O time! Enough with your cruelty, what is
The fate of the artists in this ridicule?
Is there clarity amidst the relics of our remains,
Buried to erase decay’s trace?
Stand upon art between east and west,
Describing the world, immortalizing its essence.
The throne of Granada, the god of Athena,
The crown of Rome lights up the heavens of honor.
Magic radiates from the statues within,
And palaces rise like splendid towers.
In them, the virgin inspires Raphael,
Spirit of eternity guiding her creations.
And Ibn Hamid in the assembly, along with those
Revealing drunkenness and feasts.
Navigating through gardens and lakes until
Art seizes their spirit, igniting its vigor.
Surely, glory exists in the world for the singer,
Stirring the hearts of the people, leading their reins.
And for him who governs kingdoms with justice,
And embraces the truth in glories’ proclamation.
Poem: I Adored Art Not for Itself But for What Is Sublime
By Najib Al-Kilani:
I adored art not for its sake, but for the sublime it holds,
And I shot arrows of poetry into the heart of the dispute.
I cherished art as a ladder leading us to our lofty goals,
Echoing on my lyre a melody igniting ambition.
It reminds us of our past and dispels the shadows of despair,
And awakens the oppressed from slumber, urging no rest.
I want art to ignite the spirit of a great uprising,
Forming our bewildered generation, igniting its free thought.
Spilling justice over the hills and filling her meadows with bounty.