I am an artist and a political being as well.
I’m not a driven businessman, but a driven artist. I never think about money. Beautiful things make money.
As a political artist, I think you have to learn how to create art, no matter what your ideology is.
The artist finds, that the more he can confine his attention to a particular part of any work, his productions are the more perfect, and grow under his hands in the greater quantities.
An artist is he for whom the goal and center of life is to form his mind.
I’d fully taken the road many people start on, but most abandon: common sense had given me a miss, and I’d become an artist.
If a patron buys from an artist who needs money, the patron then makes himself equal to the artist; he is building art into the world; he creates.
The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries with terror before being defeated.
Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it ‘the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.’ The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of ‘Artist.’
Every man, and for stronger reasons, every artist, wants to be recognized. So do I.