My whole life has been nothing more than a continuous struggle against Reaction and the death of art.
Pablo PicassoRead
My mother said to me, 'If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope.' Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.
Interpretation
Embrace your unique path and talents rather than conforming to traditional roles.
This quote highlights the importance of individuality and self-discovery. Pablo Picasso reflects on how he was not bound by the expectations of typical professions like soldier or monk, but instead followed his passion for painting, which led him to become an iconic artist. It emphasizes that true greatness comes from pursuing one's own unique journey, regardless of societal norms.
In practice
In a speech about artistic freedom, one might say, 'As Picasso once illustrated, embrace your unique journey instead of conforming.'
My whole life has been nothing more than a continuous struggle against Reaction and the death of art.
Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.
In drawing, nothing is better than the first attempt.
He can who thinks he can, and he can't who thinks he can't. This is an inexorable, indisputable law.
You have to have an idea of what you are going to do, but it should be a vague idea.
I paint the way someone bites his fingernails; for me, painting is a bad habit because I don't know nor can I do anything else.
Creativity is a process more often than it is an event.
The music of Africa is big sound: it's the sound of a community
Artists - musicians, painters, writers, poets - always seem to have had the most accurate perception of what is really going on around them, not the official version or the popular perception of contemporary life.
In the world of reality the more beautiful a work of art, the longer, we may be sure, was the time required to make it, and the greater the number of different minds which assisted in its development.
In literature imitations do not imitate.
From my spirit's gray defeat, From my pulse's flagging beat, From my hopes that turned to sand Sifting through my close-clenched hand, From my own fault's slavery, If I can sing, I still am free. For with my singing I can make A refuge for my spirit's sake, A house of shining words, to be My fragile immortality.
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