A Quote by Rabindranath Tagore

Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night". — © Rabindranath Tagore
Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night".
Fighting is art and there is nothing more beautiful than the painted canvas of just totally kicking someone's ass.
If I were to sign it now, I'd be committing forgery. I'd be putting my 1943 signature on a canvas painted in 1922.
Now the canvas is not just my country Pakistan, but now the canvas is the entire world. Now the canvas is the entire ummah (Muslim nation).
I was always interested in language. I thought, why not? If a painting, by the normal definition of the term, is paint on canvas, why can't it be painted words on canvas?
Chase used to say, 'When you're looking at your canvas and worrying about it, try to think of your canvas as the reality and the model as the painted thing.'
It's not always the easiest thing to be the center of so much spilled ink.
An ocean of ink - real and virtual - has been spilled critiquing the appearance of female politicians.
A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.
Sargent, when he painted the size of life, placed his canvas on a level with the model, walked back until canvas and sitter were equal before his eye, and was thus able to estimate the construction and values of his representation.
We were trying to make our lives easier, trying, with all our rules, to make life effortless. But a friction began to arise between Nothing and Something, in the morning the Nothing vase cast a Something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that, at night the Nothing light spilled from the guest room spilled under the Nothing door and stained the Something hallway, there's nothing to say.
God's grace is painted on the canvas of despair.
He made his colours, built his stretchers, plastered his canvas, painted his pictures, carpentered his frames, and painted them. 'Too bad I can't buy my own pictures,' he murmured aloud. 'Then I'd be completely self-sufficient.'
If you're not a full-time missionary with a missionary badge pinned on your coat, now is the time to paint one on your heart-painted, as Paul said, 'not with ink, but with the Spirit of the living God.'
I've never found anything to be lacking in a blurry canvas. Quite the contrary: you can see many more things in it than in a sharply focused image. A landscape painted with exactness forces you to see a determined number of clearly differentiated trees, while in a blurry canvas you can perceive as many trees as you want. The painting is more open.
I believe I have had the most trouble with a portrait which I painted in installments - the head on one canvas and the bust on another.
I have always been inclined towards art, but hadn't painted in a long time. I restarted it during the lockdown, by making a sketch with an ink pen on a drawing sheet.
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