"My paintings are loosely based on meta narratives. The pictures float in and out of pictorial genres. Still life's become personified, portraits become events, and landscapes become constructions. I embrace the area between which the subject is composed and decomposing, formed and formless, inanimate and alive."

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Dana Schutz

#Portraits Quotes #Events Quotes #Alive Quotes

“I've longed for kids since I was very, very young. And so I'm waiting to find the right person, someone who's willing to take on the job.”
“Of course, the EU is not going to fall apart, but at best it will stagnate for the foreseeable future and we will be dealing with quite a lot of internal chaos.”
“There's little to see, but things leave an impression. It's a matter of time and repetition. As something old wears thin or out, something new wears in. The handle on the pump, the crank on the churn, the dipper floating in the bucket, the latch on the screen, the door on the privy, the fender on the stove, the knees of the pants and the seat of the chair, the handle of the brush and the lid to the pot exist in time but outside taste; they wear in more than they wear out. It can't be helped. It's neither good nor bad. It's the nature of life.”

Source : Wright Morris, James Alinder (1982). “Photographs & words”, Friends of Photography Bookstore
“May your heart open. May joy emerge. May love flow through you. May you heal and help others.”
“I've been on the road since 1967.”
“It is now. It is always now. Now is good. Now could be the best. My name is Catcher. My name was Catcher. My name...my name... I am... I am lost, I am found and then I am free and I am happy. When I jump over that edge, someone leaps with me, shoulder to shoulder. I smell kinship on him. Kinship is all. I'm not alone. Never alone. I land, earth below me, moon above. I am wolf. We are pack. And that is all I need.”
“Sometimes ... we find that even when we do our best to serve the Lord, we still suffer. You may know someone who faces these most challenging of circumstances: consider the parent whose child becomes ill, for whom everyone prays and fasts with all their heart and soul, but who ultimately dies. Or the missionary who sacrifices to go on a mission, then develops a terrible illness that leaves him or her severely disabled or in chronic pain.”
“Dull November brings the blast, Then the leaves are whirling fast.”

Source : Sara Coleridge Coleridge (1853). “Pretty Lessons in Verse, for Good Children; with Some Lessons in Latin in Easy Rhyme”, p.10

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