Creativity is that marvelous capacity to grasp mutually distinct realities and draw a spark from their juxtaposition.
Max ErnstRead
Who made art history? Not the most reasonable people. The mad men did. If painting is the mirror of a time, it must be mad to have a true image of what that time is. To one madness we oppose another madness.
Interpretation
Art reflects the chaos of its time, often driven by unconventional thinkers.
Max Ernst suggests that true art does not conform to reason; instead, it emerges from the minds of those deemed 'mad' or unconventional. He implies that to capture the essence of a particular era, artists must embrace a certain madness, as it reflects the underlying complexities and tumultuous nature of society.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of creativity in education.
Creativity is that marvelous capacity to grasp mutually distinct realities and draw a spark from their juxtaposition.
Painting is neither decorative amusement, nor the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.
When the artist finds himself he is lost. The fact that he has succeeded in never finding himself is regarded by Max Ernst as his only lasting achievement.
Collage is the noble conquest of the irrational, the coupling of two realities, irreconcilable in appearance, upon a plane which apparently does not suit them.
Every normal human being (and not merely the 'artist') has an inexhaustible store of buried images in his subconscious, it is merely a matter of courage or liberating procedures ... of voyages into the unconscious, to bring pure and unadulterated found objects to light.
Painting is not for me either decorative amusement, or the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.
I write a lot of songs people don't hear. I really just enjoy the process. I finish 'em all. I don't think there's a whole lot of difference between the bad ones and the good ones.
In the early stages of creation of both art and science, everything in the mind is a story.
I demand that a film express either the joy of making cinema or the agony of making cinema. I am not at all interested in anything in between.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Tell me a story of deep delight.
I change the language with which I use my voice. In opera, I know I have an orchestra behind me; I have to communicate to people very far from me.
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