I never said the camera was truth. It is, however, a more accurate and more objective way of seeing.
Chuck CloseRead
I knew from the age of five what I wanted to do. The one thing I could do was draw. I couldn't draw that much better than some of the other kids, but I cared more and I wanted it badly.
Interpretation
Passion and determination can drive success in one's artistic pursuits.
This quote by Chuck Close reflects the idea that having a clear passion from a young age is crucial in achieving one's goals. While talent is important, the determination to improve and the deep desire to pursue a craft, such as drawing, can be equally significant in one's journey toward success.
In practice
Inspiration for art students during a portfolio review.
I never said the camera was truth. It is, however, a more accurate and more objective way of seeing.
A photograph doesn't gain weight or lose weight, or change from being happy to being sad. It's frozen. You can use it, then recycle it.
The advice I like to give young artists, or really anybody who’ll listen to me, is not to wait around for inspiration. Inspiration is for amateurs; the rest of us just show up and get to work.
Neurologically, I'm a quadriplegic, so virtually everything about my work has been driven by my learning disabilities, which are quite severe, and my lack of facial recognition, which I'm sure is what drove me to paint portraits in the first place.
Part of the joy of looking at art is getting in sync in some ways with the decision-making process that the artist used and the record that's embedded in the work.
Losing my father at a tender age was extremely important in being able to accept what happened to me later when I became a quadriplegic.
Beauty always takes place in the particular, and if there are no particulars, the chances of seeing it go down
A writer is a palmist, reading the lines of the planet.
I wanted to be in a punk band before I had even heard any punk music.
Singing has always seemed to me the most perfect means of expression. It is so spontaneous. And after singing, I think the violin. Since I cannot sing, I paint.
I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.
A spider lives inside my head Who weaves a strange and wondrous web Of silken threads and silver strings To catch all sorts of flying things, Like crumbs of thoughts and bits of smiles And specks of dried-up tears, And dust of dreams that catch and cling For years and years and years...
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