There was neither horizon, cloud, nor sound; of that pink, spread silence even I had become part, belonging as much to sky as to earth. Emily Carr More Quotes by Emily Carr More Quotes From Emily Carr It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw, not because she is Canada but because she's something sublime that you were born into, some great rugged power that you are a part of. Emily Carr patriotic sublime power Art is art, nature is nature, you cannot improve upon it.... Pictures should be inspired by nature, but made in the soul of the artist. It is the soul of the individual that counts. Emily Carr inspired soul art Do not try to do extraordinary things but do ordinary things with intensity. Emily Carr practice ordinary trying Look at the earth crowded with growth, new and old bursting from their strong roots hidden in the silent, live ground, each seed according to its own kind...each one knowing what to do, each one demanding its own rights on the earth. So artist, you too from the depths of your soul...let your roots creep forth, gaining strength. Emily Carr strong artist spiritual The liveness in me just loves to feel the liveness in growing things, in grass and rain and leaves and flowers and sun and feathers and furs and earth and sand and moss. Emily Carr moss flower rain There is something bigger than fact: the underlying spirit, all it stands for, the mood, the vastness, the wildness. Emily Carr vastness spirit facts So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born. Emily Carr dialect silence sound enter into the life of the trees. Know your relationship and understand their language, unspoken, unwritten talk. Answer back to them with their own dumb magnificence, soul words, earth words, the God in you responding to the God in them. Emily Carr dumb god tree It's all the unwordable things one wants to write about, just as it's all the unformable things one wants to paint - essence. Emily Carr essence want writing You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming. Emily Carr political loneliness world I am always watching for fear of getting feeble and passé in my work. I don't want to trickle out. I want to pour till the pail is empty, the last bit going out in a gush, not in drops. Emily Carr going-out lasts want Art being so much greater than ourselves, it will not give up once it has taken hold. Emily Carr giving-up taken art As the woods are the same, the trees standing in their places, the rocks and the earth... they are always different too, as lights and shadows and seasons and moods pass through them. Emily Carr rocks light tree I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows. Emily Carr growth art thinking There is no right and wrong way to paint except honestly or dishonestly. Honestly is trying for the bigger thing. Dishonestly is bluffing and getting through a smattering of surface representation with no meaning. Emily Carr painting trying way real art is religion, a search for the beauty of God deep in all things. Emily Carr art-is real art Inspiration is intention obeyed. Emily Carr intention inspiration Last night I dreamed that I came face to face with a picture I had done and forgotten, a forest done in simple movement, just forms of trees moving in space. That is the third time I have seen pictures in my dreams, a glint of what I am striving to attain. Emily Carr simple dream moving Writing is a splendid sorter of... feelings, better even than paint. Emily Carr feel-better feelings writing Oh, the glory of growth, silent, mighty, persistent, inevitable! To awaken, to open up like a flower to the light of a fuller consciousness! Emily Carr growth light flower
