Canvas Quotes

Life in itself is an empty canvas; it becomes whatsoever you paint on it. You can paint misery, you can paint bliss. This freedom is your glory.

When the face in the mirror doesn’t please you, turn it into a canvas.

When I stand before a canvas, I never know what I'll do, and I am the first one surprised at what comes out.

Now will never leave. It is always here. Like a clear canvas, it awaits our painting.

Never before had a woman put such agonizing poetry on canvas as Frida did

Women are not in love with me but with the picture of me on the screen. I am merely the canvas upon which the women paint their dreams.

Every canvas is a journey all its own.

You would hardly believe how difficult it is to place a figure alone on a canvas, and to concentrate all the interest on this single and universal figure and still keep it living and real.

Be Bold. It's just canvas, just paint. If it doesn't work for you, paint over it and start again. Don't be afraid that you are wasting supplies. Every failure teaches something, if only what not to do.

A canvas is an arena in which to act.

It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.

I think we're all born with this huge canvas in front of us and the paintbrushes and the paint, and we choose what to put on this canvas.

An empty canvas is full.

We must offer ourselves to God like a clean, smooth canvas and not worry ourselves about what God may choose to paint on it, but at each moment, feel only the stroke of His brush.

I never know what I'm going to put on the canvas. The canvas paints itself. I'm just the middleman.

If being original means having to throw paint in front of a jet turbine to hit a canvas 50 ft away then lets not be original.

I like a canvas to breathe and be alive. Be alive is the point. And, as the limitations are something called pigment and canvas, let's see if I can do it.

Writing the songs and producing the songs and arranging them and recording them is your canvas and your palette and your brush.

There is no old Adam Young, there is no new Adam Young, merely different colors and different brushstrokes over the same canvas.

Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.

To a musician or songwriter, your canvas is silence.

I always tell the younger filmmakers and students: Do it like the painters used to...Study they old masters. Enrich your palette. Expand the canvas. There's always so much more to learn.

You treat the air as a canvas and the paint is the chords that come through your fingers, out of the keyboard.

You know when you take the paint off an old canvas and you discover that something's been painted underneath it? That's what I feel like - that part of the old is coming through the new.

I applied streaks and blobs of colors onto the canvas with a palette knife, and I made them sing with all the intensity I could.

An empty canvas is a living wonder - far lovelier than certain pictures.

Cover the canvas at the first go, then work at it until you see nothing more to add.

The important thing is to remember what most impressed you and to put it on canvas as fast as possible.

I have a bunch of information in my head that I'm not afraid to put in song or onto a canvas. Into any conversation.

I've got a canvas, I've got a scene, let’s fill that with sound.

The minute I sat in front of a canvas I was happy. Because it was a world, and I could do what I liked in it.

What a severe yet master artist old Winter is... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel.

Jazz can be a blank canvas full of possibilities.

Throughout the time in which I am working on a canvas I can feel how I am beginning to love it, with that love which is born of slow comprehension.

What the painter adds to the canvas are the days of his life. The adventure of living, hurtling toward death.

I don't know in advance what I am going to put on canvas any more than I decide beforehand what colours I am going to use.

I am the first to be surprised and often terrified by the images that I see appear on my canvas.

I'm a painter. I'm still a painter and I will die a painter. Everything that I have developed has to do with extending visual principles off the canvas.

Do not imagine that I would disregard that thing that lies beneath the mask... but be sure that when the outside is rightly seen, the thing that lies under the surface will be found upon your canvas.

That's what I mean by something grips in a canvas. The moment that happens you are then sucked into the whole thing. Like some kind of rhythm.

The cathode-ray tube will replace canvas.

The English mist is always at work like a subtle painter, and London is a vast canvas prepared for the mist to work on.

I got into photography because of the immediacy of the medium. I used to sit in front of a canvas for weeks trying to create something. Now I can see the image right away.

Fantasy is the only canvas large enough for me to paint on.

The canvas upon which the artist paints is the spectator's mind.

I see for others... in order to put on canvas the sudden apparitions which come to me.

The future is an empty canvas or a blank sheet of paper, and if you have the courage of your own thought and your own observation you can make of it what you will

The canvas has an idiotic stare and mesmerises some painters so much that they turn into idiots themselves.

While I am working I am not conscious of what I am putting on the canvas.

An art critic is someone who hopes to see his ideas translated to canvas without having to learn how to paint.