David Hockney Quotes

If I'm painting, I paint every day. I'll be up in the studio from 8:00 in the morning to 8:00 at night.

I also paint and enjoy acrylic medium; some of my close friends have paintings I did for them.

Music is an art form that I love dearly, and it's allowed me to bring so many people together and meet so many people.

Art is man's nature; nature is God's art.

I paint daily with watercolors on 5-by-7-inch pads that are small enough for me to take them everywhere.

I was brought up feeling that art is a very important part of one's life. It's something that I not only enjoy, it's something I can share with others.

As I have practiced it, photography produces pleasure by simplicity. I see something special and show it to the camera. A picture is produced. The moment is held until someone sees it. Then it is theirs.

I've just finished my 20th book this past year and I'm working on my 21st book about the Middle East right now that I'll finish this year. And I get up early in the morning and when I get tired of the computer and tired of doing research, I walk 20 steps out to my woodshop and I either build furniture or paint paintings. I'm an artist too.

Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding.

Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.

The essence of all art is to have pleasure in giving pleasure.

Rapping was something I always wanted to do, so after school, my friends and I would catch the bus to my house and just sit there writing songs, every day.

I want to show beautiful things and share them with everyone.

Happy painting and God Bless, my friend.

I do the same thing everyday. I go to work and paint. I try to turn out as many pictures as I can.

There were a few verses that I wrote literally on the spot. But the concept was there. It's about being in your own world musically and waking up in the morning and walking outside and being consumed by everything around you. Just being aware of the good things in art and music and life. It's also about how the world is at a boiling point, in a way.

It is the fate of most men who mingle with the world, and attain even the prime of life, to make many real friends, and lose them in the course of nature. It is the fate of all authors or chroniclers to create imaginary friends, and lose them in the course of art. Nor is this the full extent of their misfortunes; for they are required to furnish an account of them besides.

I want to thank anyone who spends part of their day creating...anybody who spends part of their day sharing their experience with us-I think this world would be unlivable without art and I thank you.

Art is not delivered like the morning paper; it has to be stolen from Mount Olympus.

Whether you create, or you observe an objective piece of creativity, meditation should be the key. Without it, mind can only spread on the canvas its nightmares. Most of the paintings of the great painters like Paul Gaugin or Picasso are almost like vomit. They could not contain their agony and suffering - it was so much they threw it on the canvas to get relief. The real objective art is not a relief; it is not a sickness that you want to get rid of. It is a blissfulness that you want to share. And by sharing, it grows; you have more of it, the more it is shared.

Performing live is like harvesting your crops and sharing your food with people.

Only a lunatic would think that art is superior to nature.

So, take what's inside you and make big, bold choices and for those who can't speak for themselves, use bold voices and make friends and love well, bring art to this place and make the world better for the whole human race.

Style is a very simple matter; it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can't use the wrong words. But on the other hand here am I sitting after half the morning, crammed with ideas, and visions, and so on, and can't dislodge them, for lack of the right rhythm. Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than any words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it.

Life as it should be: all friends, all art, all music, all love, all the time.