Marc Chagall Quotes

Color which, like music, is a matter of vibrations, reaches what is most general and therefore most indefinable in nature: its inner power.

The art of the colorist has in some ways elements of mathematics and music.

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing?

I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.

But what is of great importance to me is observation of the movement of colors.

Color is a big part of what I do. It's like music. There are only so many notes in the scale, but there are endless permutations; there's no limit to the number. Color on the walls or furniture can reflect back and distort the reality of the true colors of lipsticks and eye shadow.

There are people who don't respond to color. That's what painting is. It's color.

In some ways painters have been more important in my life than writers. Painters teach you how to see—a faculty that usually isn’t highly developed in poets. Whether you take a walk in the woods with a painter, or go to a museum with one, through them you notice shapes, colors, harmonies, relationships that enhance your own seeing.

Color is the place where our brain and the universe meet.

Color cannot stand alone.

It seemed to me that it was possible to translate light, forms, and character using nothing but color, without recourse to values.

It is with color that you render light, though you must also feel this light, have it within yourself.

In the art of design, color is to form what verse is to prose,--a more harmonious and luminous vehicle of the thought.

Many photographers are apt to confuse color with noise, and to congratulate themselves when they have almost blown you down with screeching hues alone-a bebop of electric blues, furious reds, and poison greens.

Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them ... one sees nothing but a great coloured undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of colour. This is what a picture should give us ... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a coloured state of grace ... loose conciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colours, be steeped in the light of them.

It is necessary to introduce light vibrations, represented by reds and yellows, and a sufficient amount of blues, to obtain an airy feeling.

The rhythm of relations of color and size makes the absolute appear in the relativity of time and space.

I wanted to be a painter, somewhere between Abstract Expressionism and Pop.

Color is an intense experience on its own.

Perhaps because of my background as a graphic designer, I'm drawn to rich and beautiful colors.

In painting, the most brilliant colors, spread at random and without design, will give far less pleasure than the simplest outline of a figure.

I'm not interested in edges. I'm interested in the mass and color, the black and white. The edges happen because the forms get as quiet as they can be. I want the masses to perform. When I work with forms and colors, I get the edge.

There are colors which cause each other to shine brilliantly, which form a couple which complete each other like man and woman.

Think colour! Know how to imagine it!

Drawing and color are not separate at all; in so far as you paint, you draw. The more color harmonizes, the more exact the drawing becomes. When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also