It was a tradition to represent a dancer frozen in a chosen position, like a snapshot. I broke away from this tradition by superimposing postures, blending light and motion and scrambling the planes.
ZENITH / NOON beats out / on its solar anvil / the rays of light - Sonia Delaunay
ZENITH / NOON beats out / on its solar anvil / the rays of light
- Sonia Delaunay
For me there is no gap between my painting and my so-called 'decorative' work. I never considered the 'minor arts' to be artistically frustrating; on… - Sonia Delaunay
For me there is no gap between my painting and my so-called 'decorative' work. I never considered the 'minor arts' to be artistically frustrating; on…
In the sky we had rediscovered the moving principle of any work of art: the light, and the motion of color. - Sonia Delaunay
In the sky we had rediscovered the moving principle of any work of art: the light, and the motion of color.
It was a tradition to represent a dancer frozen in a chosen position, like a snapshot. I broke away from this tradition by superimposing postures, bl… - Sonia Delaunay
It was a tradition to represent a dancer frozen in a chosen position, like a snapshot. I broke away from this tradition by superimposing postures, bl…
Colour is the skin of the world. - Sonia Delaunay
Colour is the skin of the world.
One who knows how to appreciate color relationships, the influence of one color with another, their contrasts and dissonances, is promised an infinit… - Sonia Delaunay
One who knows how to appreciate color relationships, the influence of one color with another, their contrasts and dissonances, is promised an infinit…
The sun rises at midnight. - Sonia Delaunay
The sun rises at midnight.
I love creation more than life, and I must express myself before disappearing. - Sonia Delaunay
I love creation more than life, and I must express myself before disappearing.
About 1911 I had the idea of making for my son, who had just been born, a blanket composed of bits of fabric like those I had seen in the houses of R… - Sonia Delaunay
About 1911 I had the idea of making for my son, who had just been born, a blanket composed of bits of fabric like those I had seen in the houses of R…
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