Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
He who pretends to be either painter or engraver without being a master of drawing is an imposter.
Interpretation
To claim skill in art without mastering the fundamentals is to deceive others.
This quote by William Blake emphasizes the importance of mastering the foundational skills, specifically drawing, before claiming to be a true artist, whether as a painter or an engraver. It critiques those who present themselves as artists without having the necessary skills, suggesting that authenticity in art comes from genuine mastery of its basic components.
In practice
This quote is a perfect reminder for an art class discussing the importance of fundamentals.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
Any artist, when he goes in to record, should have the feeling that any song he records can be a hit. This may sound egotistical, but it makes sense.
Rigel, Betelgeuse, and Orion. There was no finer church, no finer choir, than the stars speaking in silence to the many consumptives silently condemned, a legion upon the dark rooftops. The wind came down from the north like a runner in lacrosse, violent and hard, to batter every living thing. They were there, each one alone in conversation with the stars, mining ephemeral love from cold and distant light.
It takes time to get a dance right, to create something memorable.
For me, drum elements are like hieroglyphics - I think of a certain physical figure, and a little three-dimensional glyph will appear in my mind as I'm playing.
Baseball is a ballet without music. Drama without words.
Being a Negro writer these days is a racket and I'm going to make the most of it while it lasts. About twice a year I sell a story. It is acclaimed. I am a genius in the making. Thank God for this Negro literary renaissance. Long may it flourish
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