As the woods are the same, the trees standing in their places, the rocks and the earth... they are always different too, as lights and shadows and seasons and moods pass through them.
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.
- 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… - 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…
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…
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.
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence. - Emily Carr
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence.
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 …
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.
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…
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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