Quotes from Henri Matisse


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I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have a light joyousness of springtime which never lets anyone suspect the labors it has cost me.


I would like to recapture that freshness of vision which is characteristic of extreme youth when all the world is new to it.


Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.


What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.


In love, the one who runs away is the winner.


My curves are not crazy.


Jazz is rhythm and meaning.


Cutting into color reminds me of the sculptor's direct carving.


An artist must possess Nature. He must identify himself with her rhythm, by efforts that will prepare the mastery which will later enable him to express himself in his own language.


He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.


You study, you learn, but you guard the original naivete. It has to be within you, as desire for drink is within the drunkard or love is within the lover.


Work cures everything.


It is only after years of preparation that the young artist should touch color - not color used descriptively, that is, but as a means of personal expression.


I don't know whether I believe in God or not. I think, really, I'm some sort of Buddhist. But the essential thing is to put oneself in a frame of mind which is close to that of prayer.


A young woman has young claws, well sharpened. If she has character, that is. And if she hasn't so much the worse for you.


I wouldn't mind turning into a vermilion goldfish.


Instinct must be thwarted just as one prunes the branches of a tree so that it will grow better.


There are always flowers for those who want to see them.


I have been no more than a medium, as it were.


Time extracts various values from a painter's work. When these values are exhausted the pictures are forgotten, and the more a picture has to give, the greater it is.