Over and over one must ask oneself the queston, 'What do I want to express? What is the thought behind the saying? What is my ideal, what my objective? What? Why? Why? What? Emily Carr More Quotes by Emily Carr More Quotes From Emily Carr Cedars are terribly sensitive to change of time and light - sometimes they are bluish cold-green, then they turn yellow warm-green - sometimes their boughs flop heavy and sometimes float, then they are fairy as ferns and then they droop, heavy as heartaches. Emily Carr lightchangeyellow I was not ready for abstraction. I clung to earth and her dear shapes, her density, her herbage, her juice. I wanted her volume, and I wanted to hear her throb. Emily Carr juicedensityearth I made myself into an envelope into which I could thrust my work deep, lick the flap, seal it from everybody. Emily Carr envelopesprivacymade If you're going to lick the icing off somebody else's cake you won't be nourished and it won't do you any good,--or you might find the cake had caraway seeds and you hate them. Emily Carr cakehatemight Let me not fuss and fret at my incompetence but be still and know that Thou art God. Emily Carr incompetencepeaceart I sat staring, staring, staring - half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect. Emily Carr dialectdifferenthalf Be careful that you do not write or paint anything that is not your own, that you don't know in your own soul. Emily Carr paintsoulwriting Up came the sun, and drank the dew. Emily Carr dewsunmorning You must be absolutely honest and true in the depicting of a totem for meaning is attached to every line. You must be most particular about detail and proportion. Emily Carr totemsdetailslines When you really think about your hand you begin to realize its connection, to sense the hum of your own being passing through it. When we look at a piece of the universe we should feel the same. Emily Carr connectionshandsthinking The artist himself may not think he is religious, but if he is sincere his sincerity in itself is religion. Emily Carr artistreligiousthinking Indian Art broadened my seeing, loosened the formal tightness I had learned in England's schools. Its bigness and stark reality baffled my white man's understanding... I had been schooled to see outsides only, not struggle to pierce. Emily Carr struggleartschool I wonder why we are always sort of ashamed of our best parts and try to hide them. We don't mind ridicule of our 'sillinesses' but of our 'sobers'. Emily Carr mindwondertrying The house begins to be a home. The unfamiliar places are beginning to fold the familiar objects into their keeping and to cozy them down. Objects that swore at each other when the movers heaved them into the new rooms have subsided into corners and sit to lick their feet and wash their faces like cats accepting a new home. Emily Carr catfeethome How badly I want that nameless thing! First there must be an idea, a feeling... Maybe it was an abstract idea that you've got to find a symbol for, or maybe it was a concrete form that you have to simplify or distort to meet your ends, but that starting point must pervade the whole. Emily Carr desirefeelingsideas The spirit must be felt so intensely that it has power to call others in passing, for it must pass, not stop in the pictures. Emily Carr passingspassingspirit Indians do not hinder the progress of their dead by embalming or tight coffining. When the spirit has gone they give the body back to the earth. the earth welcomes the body-coaxes new life and beauty from it, hurries over what men shudder at. Lovely tender herbage bursts from the graves, swiftly, exulting over corruption. Emily Carr lovelygivingmen The earth is soaked and soggy with rain. Everything is drinking its fill and the surplus gluts the drains. The sky is full of it and lies low over the earth, heavy and dense. Even the sea is wetter than usual! Emily Carr drinkingrainlying If the air is jam-full of sounds which we tune in with, why should it not also be full of feels and smells and things seen through the spirit, drawing particles from us to them and them to us like magnets? Emily Carr smelldrawingair Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence. Emily Carr magnificencedisorder
