A Quote by Jackson Pollock

Every good painter paints what he is. — © Jackson Pollock
Every good painter paints what he is.
If people call me a Sunday painter I'm a Sunday painter who paints every day of the week!
The muddy moods of oil paints are the painter's muddy humors, and its brilliant transformations are the painter's unexpected discoveries.
Jerry Garcia used to take his paints on the road. I don't do that. Either I'm a singer or a painter. I'm not good at multi-tasking.
A painter is a man who paints what he sells; an artist, on the other hand, is a man who sells what he paints.
A painter paints because he has no time not to paint.
No one purposefully paints a bad painting. It's someone who's trying to do a good painting, but it's terrible. I have one with a matador, and the bull is going through the blanket. You can tell the painter didn't know how to paint it.
I think I've always been afraid of painting, really. Right from the beginning. All my paintings are about painting without a painter. Like a kind of mechanical form of painting. Like finding some imaginary computer painter, or a robot who paints.
A painter paints to unload himself of feelings and visions.
Oh, I am a lonely painter / I live in a box of paints.
Art is something given, not reproduced... the painter paints what he sees with his innermost senses, the expression of his being... for him every other impression becomes an inner expression.
Every intelligent painter carries the whole culture of modern painting in his head. It is his real subject, of which everything he paints in both an homage and a critique, and everything he says is a gloss.
A painter paints, a musician plays, a writer writes - but a movie actor waits.
As a painter paints pictures on a wall, the intellect goes on creating the world in the heart always.
The portrait painter... If he insults his sitters his occupation is gone. Whether he paints the should instead of the features, or the latter with all its natural blemishes, he is as presumptuous as if he shouted, 'What a face. Hide it.' which would never do, although it is analogous to what landscape painters are doing every day.
The painter paints his brushes black, Through the canvas runs a crack, Portrait of the pain never answers back...
Painting is self-discovery. Every good artist paints what he is.
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