Great patience is called for on the hard path that I have entered on. Edgar Degas More Quotes by Edgar Degas More Quotes From Edgar Degas So that's the telephone? They ring, and you run. Edgar Degas telephonesringsrunning It seems to me that today, if the artist wishes to be serious - to cut out a little original niche for himself, or at least preserve his own innocence of personality - he must once more sink himself in solitude. There is too much talk and gossip; pictures are apparently made, like stock-market prices, by competition of people eager for profit; in order to do anything at all we need (so to speak) the wit and ideas of our neighbors as much as the businessmen need the funds of others to win on the market. All this traffic sharpens our intelligence and falsifies our judgment. Edgar Degas cuttingartistwinning It is people's movement that consoles us. If the leaves of a tree did not move, how sad would be the tree - and so should we. Edgar Degas treepeoplemoving Truth is never ugly when one can find in it what one needs. Edgar Degas uglytruthneeds An artist must approach his work in the spirit of the criminal about to commit a crime. Edgar Degas criminalsartistspirit If painting weren't so difficult, it wouldn't be fun. Edgar Degas paintingdifficultfun A man is an artist only at certain moments, by an effort of will. Objects have the same appearance for everybody. Edgar Degas effortartistmen Drawing is not the same as form, it is a way of seeing form. Edgar Degas drawingformway Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things. Edgar Degas doeknowledgeart For those who don't know what they are doing, painting is easy. Edgar Degas paintingdifficulteasy Make a drawing. Start it all over again, trace it. Start it and trace it again. Edgar Degas drawing Taste! It doesn't exist. An artist makes beautiful things without being aware of it. Edgar Degas tasteartistbeautiful You have to have a high conception, not of what you are doing, but of what you may do one day: without that, there's no point in working. Edgar Degas conceptionone-daymay What use is my mind? Granted that it enables me to hail a bus and to pay my fare. But once I am inside my studio, what use is my mind? I have my model, my pencil, my paints. My mind doesn't interest me. Edgar Degas imaginationusemind We were created to look at one another, weren't we? Edgar Degas artistlooks There is love, and there is work; and we have only one heart. Edgar Degas heart Daylight is too easy. What I want is difficult - the atmosphere of lamps and moonlight. Edgar Degas atmospheredaylightphotography And even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes. Edgar Degas shoesdancingheart One must do the same subject over again ten times, a hundred times. In art nothing must resemble an accident, not even movement. Edgar Degas hundredmovementart Art' is the same word as 'artifice,' that is to say, something deceitful. It must succeed in giving the impression of nature by false means. Edgar Degas givingmeanart
