I was at Home Depot with my dad looking for paint when I got the call to open for Taylor Swift. That was wild, because I was crying in Home Depot, and people were looking at me funny.
I remember one time in my junior year, in my art class, our teacher had us doing, like, finger paints, and I went and put a stripe on a girl’s shirt, and it turned into a big paint fight. Paint all over the walls, all over everybody. It was pretty fun.
I think it would be really interesting to paint Obama.
I like doing arts and crafts, so I would probably go to one of those fun little ceramic places and go paint some plates and do something fun like that.
In 1984, I was contacted by Michael Taylor, who had won a commission from a sponsor and decided he would like to paint a picture of me. I agreed to do it, because I’m not unused to sitting for portraits: my father was a commercial artist and I used to model for him.
A story and character are most important for me, not how I look, what clothes I wear, or what nail paint has been chosen for me.
I still love finding the soul of the characters I play and defining who they are. This to me is my paint set, and the colors are always exciting to choose.
Whatever it is, if you draw, you paint, you’re a carpenter, you play football, the more you do it, you’re a journalist, the more stories you write, the more people you interview and navigate your way through these different personalities to get your story, the better you’re going to get at it. Acting’s no different.
We are too quick to put labels on things. It is my profession. I get up and paint. Everyone wants to put a label on it, but I am a free spirit, so I fight against that.
I also had this artist friend who’d paint butterflies and things like that on my head.
I know how to do music, no matter how weird I look on stage with the face paint, mask, and hospital scrubs.
You know, painting has given me a lot of freedom, because for some reason, I’ve been able to paint things, organize things in a way that I see that don’t have any buffers or compromises in them.
I’ve tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
It’s really rare in life that a situation is as black and white as we tend to paint it.
Whenever anyone challenges anything, the powers that be try to paint them as extremists or radicals or whatever. And I think that’s actually nonsense.
I have never had a studio, and I do not understand shutting oneself up in a room. To draw, yes; to paint, no.
I paint stupid things; that’s what I do. I can’t think of anything more boring than a really beautiful thing. You have to mess it up. There has to be something a little kinky to keep their attention.
If I had to pick an artist that I look up to and am inspired by, it’s Matisse because of how many times he would paint the same idea until he felt like he maybe got it right, and I try to do the same thing with my writing.
I did not use paint, I made myself up morally.
As I said before, a big part of my strategy says – and the management team I think is in agreement with this – we don’t have to be out there with a lot of noise all the time. What we need to do is paint a vision for customers, promise them deliverables, and go hit at it.
The hard part is how to plan a picture so as to give to others what has happened to you. To render in paint an experience, to suggest the sense of light and color, of air and space.
If I hold up a red square for 30 seconds and take it away, you will see a perfect green square. It’s how the eye works. So if you want to paint a really good red painting, you have to strategically place in some green, so the eye is brought back.
One can’t paint New York as it is, but rather as it is felt.
How can any one paint who cannot grade colors? How can any one write poetry who has not learnt to hear and see?
I’m irresponsible to my career in order to paint. Because painting is obsessive. I forget to eat. I forget to sleep.
I sing my sorrow, and I paint my joy.
We get letters every day from people wanting more mountains. As many as I paint, they still say, ‘Give me more mountains.’
Art historians agree that Da Vinci’s paintings contain hidden levels of meaning that go well beneath the surface of the paint. Many scholars believe his work intentionally provides clues to a powerful secret… a secret that remains protected to this day by a clandestine brotherhood of which Da Vinci was a member.
Death metal uses a lot of white face paint and black hair dye to make its point. I quite enjoy this genre for its intensity, extremism and underlying irony: You have to be alive to play it and listen to it.
With my game, my biggest asset is being a point guard who can get into the paint.
My philosophy is that I’m an artist. I perform an art not with a paint brush or a camera. I perform with bodily movement. Instead of exhibiting my art in a museum or a book or on canvas, I exhibit my art in front of the multitudes.
It was not until I was in my forties, in the fifth decade of my life, that the sense of place, the spirit of place, became of paramount importance to me. It was then that I began my travels, that I discovered, through photography, the quality of light, and that I gradually became able to paint the mood of place.
I don’t want to paint rainbows: I want to make art that disturbs identity and challenges authority.
To paint is the most terrific thing that there is, but to do it well is very difficult.
I always wanted to be an artist. I always knew that I wanted to paint, or dance, or sing, or act, or write.
Every play I do, every book I write, every painting I paint, I will struggle with. I don’t know what it’s like for a project to come easy.
I’m sorry I didn’t wear paint this morning. I tend not to wear it unless I’m getting highly paid.
If I was president, of course I’d want an amendment banning boy bands, but it just wouldn’t be right, and I wouldn’t do it. Then again… I don’t want to paint myself into a corner on this one. Let me think about it.
I wanted to learn how to paint rather than just doing black-and-white work.
I still love a lot of the guys who just paint.
I don’t want to paint a picture of total gloom and doom.
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
What I really think about Banksy is I think he’s a genius; he’s a great artist, and I like his stuff. But he’s got to accept it if, from time to time, someone will need to paint over his work.
I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.
Deals are my art form. Other people paint beautifully on canvas or write wonderful poetry. I like making deals, preferably big deals. That’s how I get my kicks.
I still drive my 1977 Honda Accord. The paint is almost all worn off. It’s still running.
It’s like a painter with various layers of paint. I start with a drum loop and add keyboards, and then melodies start to take shape. The vocals happen later. I’ve never really done therapy before, but it’s a form of therapy. Everything else falls away.
Every work of art belongs to his time. I would not paint again the Mona Lisa in the third dimension.
I call myself a grasshopper. I paint, I write poetry, and I’m in a band. When it comes to movies and TV, I like to work in everything and with everyone. I wanna do it all, beyond even the screen.
We know evolution happened because innumerable bits of data from myriad fields of science conjoin to paint a rich portrait of life’s pilgrimage.
What part of people is resistant to an artist doing more than one thing? Is it somehow perceived as greedy? Anyone who has that weird volition to become an actor probably has a weird volition to do lots of other creative things – to write, to play music, to paint, to cook.
Republicans always try to paint Democrats as weak on defense. This time, they can’t. After all, Mitt Romney’s idea of an overseas accomplishment is sending U.S. jobs there.
When I’m in the game, in the paint, I try to use my height and help the team.
As long as you’re true to you, you believe it and you make others believe it, then what you’re doing is just art. If you give everybody a blank canvas and some paint, not everybody’s picture is going to be exactly the same, but it’s still art. I just do what I do.
The only way I’m going to win a Gold Glove is with a can of spray paint.
Art is lunging forward without certainty about where you are going or how to get there, being open to and dependent on what luck, the paint, the typo, the dissonance, give you. Without art you’re stuck with yourself as you are and life as you think life is.
I cannot live under pressures from patrons, let alone paint.
For example, lead paint in old houses can be a greater threat to children’s health than lead that may be under some industrial site where there are no children.
I didn’t want to be in high school. I didn’t want to go to grade school. I wanted to learn rock n’ roll and paint pictures and throw pots and write haiku and study film.
Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!
