Landscape Quotes
We are all of us walking communities of bacteria. The world shimmers, a pointillist landscape made of tiny living beings.
The landscape everywhere, away from the river, is of rock - cliffs of rock; plateaus of rock; terraces of rock; crags of rock - ten thousand strangely carved forms.
My hope is that the music creates a strange, beautiful, overwhelming - sometimes even frightening - landscape, and invites you to get lost in it.
When the magic hour arrives, my thoughts center on light rather than on the landscape. I search for perfect light, then hunt for something earthbound to match with it.
You must have something new in a landscape as well as something old, something that's dying and something that's being born.
A landscape, torn by mists and clouds, in which I can see ruins of old churches, as well as of Greek temples - that is Brahms.
An image of the earth, its landscapes, directly affects people. The beauty of the earth creates enormous emotion, and through that emotion, you can transmit knowledge and raise consciousness
For me a work of art must be an elevated interpretation of nature. The search for the ideal has been the purpose of my life. In landscape or seascape, I love above all the poetic motif.
In a landscape where nothing officially exists (otherwise it would not be 'desert'), absolutely anything becomes thinkable, and may consequently happen.
My veins do not end in me but in the unanimous blood of those who struggle for life, love, things, landscape and bread, the poetry of all.
The landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture...we merge in an iridescent chaos.
Your child will live a life ten years younger than you because of the landscape of food that we've built around them.
Sculpture is an art of the open air... I would rather have a piece of my sculpture put in a landscape, almost any landscape, than in, or on, the most beautiful building I know.
The suburban landscape is alien and strange and exotic. I photograph it out of longing and desire. My photographs are also about repression and internal angst.
A landscape clean and crisp in form and colour, rich in inspiration is all that an artist could wish for, begging to be used, and full of inherent possibilities.
The Little Friend is a long book. It's also completely different from my first novel: different landscape, different characters, different use of language and diction, different approach to story.
But I'll try to immerse myself in as many of the formal characteristics of site as possible in the landscape.
Railways are irresistible bazaars, snaking along perfectly level no matter what the landscape, improving your mood with speed, and never upsetting your drink.
It's a landscape that has to be seen to be believed. And, as I say on occasion, it may have to be believed in order to be seen.
I'm not just interested in the pictorial aspects of the landscape - see a pretty place and try to paint it - but in some way to manage it, manipulate it, or see what I can turn it into.
One ends up with a landscape one has never seen before but it is presumably the landscape you were feeling as you started the painting.
A painted landscape is always more beautiful than a real one, because there's more there. Everything is more sensual, and one takes refuge in its beauty.
You like it, that's all, whether it's a landscape or abstract. You like it. It hits you. You don't have to read it. The work of art-sculpture or painting-forces your eye.
If you get the landscape right, the characters will step out of it, and they'll be in the right place.
Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the highest lights.
Come out of the azure. Love the day. Do not leave the sky out of your landscape.
Nudes are the greatest to paint. Everything you can find in a landscape or a still life or anything else is there: darkness and light, character dimension, texture. I painted heads too, of course.
I like big, open, spare landscapes. There's lots of room. Nobody bothers you... I feel as if I can think there.
Playing Augusta is like playing a Salvador Dali landscape. I expected a clock to fall out of the trees and hit me in the face.
I think I'm painting a picture of two women but it may turn out to be a landscape.
The Golden Arches of McDonald's rise, glorious across the landscape, contempo-monolithic, simple in concept as Stonehenge if we could but see it.
The most beautiful landscape cannot hold my fascinated attention as much as nature by the seaside and all that is connected with water.
We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world.
Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things
There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outline all our lives.
While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change.
I think a photograph, of whatever it might be - a landscape, a person - requires personal involvement. That means knowing your subject, not just snapping at whats in front of you.
Sometimes you need to transport your idea to an empty landscape and then populate it with fantastic looking people.
When you are with a landscape or a human being where there is no need to speak, but simply to listen, to perceive, to feel.
Once the storm comes out, the landscape changes. What you had before is altered in some way. And you have a choice: build something new and better from what is left or abandon it.
The soul of a landscape, the spirits of the elements, the genius of every place will be revealed to a loving view of nature.
