I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows.
enter into the life of the trees. Know your relationship and understand their language, unspoken, unwritten talk. Answer back to them with their own … - Emily Carr
enter into the life of the trees. Know your relationship and understand their language, unspoken, unwritten talk. Answer back to them with their own …
- Emily Carr
Do not try to do extraordinary things but do ordinary things with intensity. - Emily Carr
Do not try to do extraordinary things but do ordinary things with intensity.
The liveness in me just loves to feel the liveness in growing things, in grass and rain and leaves and flowers and sun and feathers and furs and eart… - Emily Carr
The liveness in me just loves to feel the liveness in growing things, in grass and rain and leaves and flowers and sun and feathers and furs and eart…
Art is art, nature is nature, you cannot improve upon it.... Pictures should be inspired by nature, but made in the soul of the artist. It is the sou… - Emily Carr
Art is art, nature is nature, you cannot improve upon it.... Pictures should be inspired by nature, but made in the soul of the artist. It is the sou…
Art being so much greater than ourselves, it will not give up once it has taken hold. - Emily Carr
Art being so much greater than ourselves, it will not give up once it has taken hold.
It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw, not because she is Canada but because she's something sublime that you were born into, so… - Emily Carr
It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw, not because she is Canada but because she's something sublime that you were born into, so…
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence. - Emily Carr
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence.
real art is religion, a search for the beauty of God deep in all things. - Emily Carr
real art is religion, a search for the beauty of God deep in all things.
So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born. - Emily Carr
So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born.
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