There is no need to create. Genius comes only to those who know how to use their eyes and their intelligence.
Auguste RodinRead
To any artist, worthy of the name, all in nature is beautiful, because his eyes, fearlessly accepting all exterior truth, read there, as in an open book, all the inner truth.
Interpretation
Artists see beauty in nature through a fearless acceptance of external truths, revealing deeper inner truths.
Auguste Rodin emphasizes that a true artist perceives beauty in everything around them. By fearlessly embracing the realities of nature, they are able to read and interpret profound truths that go beyond mere appearances, viewing nature as a source of inspiration and deeper understanding.
In practice
In an art class discussing perception and beauty in nature.
There is no need to create. Genius comes only to those who know how to use their eyes and their intelligence.
Mystery is like a kind of atmosphere which bathes the greatest works of the masters.
I am like a moon that shines on an immense, unknown sea where ships never pass
An artist worthy of the name should express all the truth of nature, not only the exterior truth, but also, and above all, the inner truth.
The artist enriches the soul of humanity. _x000D_ The artist delights people with _x000D_ a thousand different shades of feeling.
The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live. Be a man before being an artist!
The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes.
An actress can only play a woman. I'm an actor, I can play anything.
Surely it is a magical thing for a handful of words, artfully arranged, to stop time. To conjure a place, a person, a situation, in all its specificity and dimensions. To affect us and alter us, as profoundly as real people and things do.
In our hurried world too little value is attached to the part of the connoisseur and dilettante.
History shows us that in times of people feeling like they are in need of some sort of rebellion or protests, the artists rise because the poetry we create about pain and its relationship to culture in the world begins to soothe and heal people who are feeling confused or afraid.
The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for just a moment in the incandescence like the shape of a flower, a molten rose. Then all was dark again.
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