A Quote by Pablo Picasso

In the end there is only Matisse. — © Pablo Picasso
In the end there is only Matisse.
In their pursuit of the same supreme end, Matisse and Picasso stand side by side, Matisse representing color and Picasso form.
You cannot deny your origins: I love Kirchner more than Matisse, although Matisse was a greater artist. That isn't to do with nationality. It's a stronger feeling.
Matisse draws what I call the essence of the plants. He leaves a shape open. He'll do a leaf and not close it. Everybody used to say, oh, I got it all from Matisse, and I said, 'Not really.'
All things considered, there is only Matisse.
Near the end of his life, Henri Matisse's preferred attire was evening wear, by which I mean pajamas.
Art comes from art: I remember going to the Matisse show and seeing how Matisse had taken one of his own paintings, worked from it and transformed it, and that had led on to the next one and the next.
The Matisse seemed to respond to the decreasing light by increasing its own wattage. Every object in the room was drained of color, but the Matisse stood firm in the de-escalating illumination, its beauty turning functionality inside out, making itself a more practical and useful presence than anything else in sight.
Picasso and Matisse were the guys I wanted to get away from, and cubism is all still lifes. Their paintings are all closed drawings. And still life is a perfect form for that. By the mid-'50s, I sort of dropped the still life. The large picture was a way of getting around them, too. The abstract expressionists were also into the large form because it was a way of getting around Matisse and Picasso. Picasso can't paint big paintings. Matisse didn't bother after a certain point.
I can only paint in India. Europe belongs to Picasso, Matisse, Braque India belongs only to me.
I'm hoping to have a ninth decade like Matisse's.
I'd like to write the way Matisse paints.
Matisse renovates rather than innovates.
I've photographed everybody from Matisse to Isamu Noguchi.
I think Picasso is more feminine than Matisse.
It was Matisse who took the first step into the undiscovered land of the ugly.
Matisse can make you hate your life for its comparatively insipid joys.
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