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Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Not Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? Why Does One Love The Night, Flowers, Everything Around One, Without Trying To Understand Them? But In The Case Of A Painting People Have To Understand. If Only They Would Realize Above All That An Artist Works Of Necessity, That He Himself Is Only A Trifling Bit Of The World, And That No More Importance Should Be Attached To Him Than To Plenty Of Other Things Which Please Us In The World, Though We Can't Explain Them. People Who Try To Explain Pictures Are Usually Barking Up The Wrong Tree.

There Is Only One Way To See Things, Until Someone Shows Us How To Look At Them With Different Eyes

You Know, It's Just Like Being A Peddler. You Want Two Breasts? Well, Here You Are -- Two Breasts. We Must See To It That The Man Looking At The Picture Has At Hand Everything He Needs To Paint A Nude. If You Really Give Him Everything He Needs -- And The Best -- He'll Put Everything Where It Belongs, With His Own Eyes. Each Person Will Make For Himself The Kind Of Nude He Wants, With The Nude That I Will Have Made For Him.

The Trouble Is, We've Been Taught What To See And How To Render What We See. If Only We Could Be In The Position Of Those Men Who Did Those Wonderful Drawings In Lascaux And Altimira!

All Children Paint Like Geniuses. What Do We Do To Them That So Quickly Dulls This Ability?