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Architecture has the power to create order out of unholy confusion.
Architecture is the work of nations
Forms which are in themselves quite ugly turn up fortuitously, without design, in such incredible surroundings that they sparkle with a sudden wondrous poetry.
What is art? Nature concentrated.
Whenever we have seen a crevice in the crust of convention, we have called attention to it, because we have hoped for a force underneath, which will someday come to light.
Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.
This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art.
Architecture falls between art and airports. It's pragmatic-it helps you get from point A to point B. But it also works as art. It makes you think twice. It inspires you. It brings you back to yourself.
The work of art is born of the intelligence's refusal to reason the concrete. It marks the triumph of the carnal.
Art, n. This word has no definition.
A spider conducts operations that resemble those of a weaver, and a bee puts to shame many an architect in the construction of her cells. But what distinguishes the worst architect from the best of bees is this, that the architect raises his structure in imagination before he erects it in reality.
What is given by nature is not necessarily good, what is achieved by artifice is not necessarily worthless.
Art hath an enemy called Ignorance.
The brilliance of art lives in its flaws.
A piece of sculpture can have a hole through it and not be weakened if the hole is of a studied size, shape, and direction.
So long as we see the stones and joints, and are not deceived as to the points of support in any piece of architecture, we may rather praise than regret the dexterous artifices which compel us to feel as if there were fibre in its shafts and life in its branches.
The highest art is artlessness.
Mystery and terror are the bulwarks of tyranny.
A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology.
If you scratch through the deceitful artifice of contemporary photography, you'll find the real artifice underneath.
Institutions are essential in order to preserve the achievement of the past, but the original creative impulse in every age comes from the amateur, the rebel, the breaker of idols.
Less art, more matter
Art, whose honesty must work through artifice, cannot avoid cheating truth.
Beyond the silver span of the motor bridge lay basins of cracked mud the size of ballrooms - models of a state of mind, a curvilinear labyrinth.
The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.
Only lifeless mechanisms move along faultlessly straight lines and compass circles. In art the surest way to destroy is to canonize one given form and one philosophy: that which is canonized quickly dies of obesity, of entropy.
Art is the exclusion of the unnecessary.
Art isn't life, you know. It if were, the world would go up in flames. It's artifice. By definition.
("Talking In The Dark")
Modern idols or false gods can take such forms as clothes, homes, businesses, machines, automobiles, pleasure boats, and numerous other material deflectors ...
What is art to the dilettante but the initiation of the sacred few to the exclusion of the profane crowd? ...
The work of art is a pyramid which stands in the desert, uselessly: jackals piss at the base of it, and bourgeois clamber to the top of it;
[Art] acts as 'an instrument allowing us to see through the gaps of dominant ideologies, and the source from which new methods could be drawn in the struggle against the system(s)'.
How can we ultimately fail to twig that the apparent impiety of contemporary art is only ever the inverted image of sacred art, the reversal of the creator's initial question: why is there something instead of nothing?
Art is significant deformity.
What is art but a way of seeing?Art-- Saul Bellow
Art strives for structure, and aspires for magnificence.
Art is something out of the ordinary commenting on the ordinary.
The mysteries of the materialization, like the mysteries of a hanging, were enhanced by the wall; were made pornographic by the magic lantern slides of morbid imaginations - magic lantern slides projected by the crowd on the blank stone walls.
Architecture is art, nothing else.
Art objects are inanimate sad bits of matter hanging in the dark when no one is looking. The artist only does half the work; the viewer has to come up with the rest, and it is by empowering the viewer that the miracle of art gains its force.
A disaster where marble has been substituted for imagination.
In a society that celebrates the inessential, architecture can put up a resistance, counteract the waste of forms and meanings and speak its own language.
Architecture is the art which so disposes and adorns the edifices raised by man, that the sight of them may contribute to his mental health, power, and pleasure.
The underlying tension of a lot of my art is to try and look through the surface appearance of things. Inevitably, one way of getting beneath the surface is to introduce a hole, a window into what lies below.
In alarming proportions the following words have disappeared from architectural publications: beauty, inspiration, magic, sorcery, enchantment, and also serenity, mystery, silence, privacy, astonishment. All of these have found a loving home in my soul.
Art is rearranging and grouping mistakes.
Sometimes magnificent visual art takes root in the humblest of soils. Advertisements painted on old barns, tattoos, fruit crate labels, hot rod embellishments - all these media and many other non-galleried forms have hosted and fostered esthetic delights that satisfy any rigorous definition of art.
Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.
Artmaking is making the invisible, visible.
Art employs method for the symmetrical formation of beauty, as science employs it for the logical exposition of truth; but the mechanical process is, in the last, ever kept visibly distinct, while in the first it escapes from sight amid the shows of color and the curves of grace.
God gave us orifices, God gave us wounds.
Art feasts upon its maker
Architecture is inhabited sculpture.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modelling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
The great monuments are raised up like dams, pitting the logic of majesty and authority against all the shady elements: it is in the form of cathedrals and palaces that Church and State speak and impose silence on the multitudes.
It is perhaps the principal admirableness of the Gothic schools of architecture, that they receive the results of the labour of inferior minds; and out of fragments full of imperfectionraise up a stately and unaccusable whole.
they propound mathematical theorems in beleaguered cities, conduct metaphysical arguments in condemned cells, make jokes on scaffolds.
Art is a mystery. A mystery is something immeasurable.
Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist
Falsehood is difficult to be maintained. When the materials of a building are solid blocks of stone, very rude architecture will suffice; but a structure of rotten materials needs the most careful adjustment to make it stand at all.
There are situations which cannot honorably be met by art.
Art is the reasoned derangement of the senses.
The art of government is the organization of idolatry. The bureaucracy consists of functionaries; the aristocracy, of idols; the democracy, of idolaters. The populace cannot understand the bureaucracy: it can only worship the national idols.
Architecture is a rare collective profession: it's always exercised by groups. There is an essential modesty, which is a complete contradiction to the notion of a star.
Dissimulation, even the most innocent in its nature, is ever productive of embarrassment; whether the design is evil or not artifice is always dangerous and almost inevitably disgraceful.
Designed by architects with honorable intentions but hands of palsy.
Art has a double face, of expression and illusion, just like science has a double face: the reality of error and the phantom of truth.
The truth is revealed by removing things that stand in its light, an art not unlike sculpture, in which the artist creates, not by building, but by hacking away.
The secret of good architecture is having more than meets the eye.
In almost every task involving form, there are dozens, often hundreds of contradictory elements, which need to be forced to work in harmony by man's will. This harmony can be acheived only through art.
What is the city in which we sit here, but an aggregate of incongruous materials, which have obeyed the will of some man?
Great edifices, like great mountains, are the work of the ages.
Broken aqueducts, left in the most picturesque and beautiful clusters of arches; broken temples; broken tombs. A desert of decay, sombre and desolate beyond all expression; and with a history in every stone that strews the ground.
It's the word 'artful'; it's such a great word, with its dark and its light side, its art and its cunning, the craft and the crafty of it - I've been preoccupied with the word 'artful' and the twin notions of 'cornucopia' and 'pickpocket' it suggests for quite some time.
Have you ever taken a good look at a public garbage can in Paris, a paving stone in Rio de Janeiro, or a doorway in Dublin? Trust me -- the man or woman responsible for making those utilitarian objects was creating art.
IMPERMANENCE
Driftsand of the hours. Quietly disappearing,
continuously, even the happily consecrated design.
Life blows away, always: pillars already rise
without connection, carrying nothing but empty air.
Art needs to stand for something.
Art is one of the dirtiest words in our language; it's mucked up with all kinds of meanings. There's the art of plumbing; there's the art of almost anything that you can say.
Out of the debris of a statue thoroughly shattered a new art work is born: a naked foot unforgettably resting on a stone; a candid hand; a bent knee which contains all the speed of the foot race; a torso which has no face to prevent us from loving it.
Art not only imitates nature, but also completes its deficiencies.
This workshop where ideals are manufactured
it seems to me it stinks of so many lies
The only thing that is not art is inattention
Art is an explosion.
Architecture is the art of how to waste space.
Architecture is the reaching out for the truth.
I am for the art of underwear and the art of taxicabs. I am for the art of ice cream cones dropped on concrete.
Sometimes the things that destroy you, become the architectural blueprints which make your mind royal.
The aesthetic can have its revenge upon ideology by revealing a power to complicate that is also a power to undermine.
While knowledge of tools and the love of motif may be in your backpack, and all mountains may be measured by their previous heroes, art must exist for you in a place beyond the judgment of others.
Art happens-no hovel is safe from it, no prince may depend upon it, the vastest intelligence cannot bring it about.
An erect building is a shackled slave. I hear the mutinous grumbling of vertical buildings. I hear the grinding frustration of those compelled against their will to remain standing. A building is energy crucified against space and time.
Architecture is a hazardous mixture of omnipotence and impotence. It is by definition a c h a o t i c a d v e n t u r e ... In other words, the utopian enterprise.
Art is the employent of the powers of nature for an end.
Mechanism! Everywhere
mechanism! Devices for getting away from life so complete that there seemed no life to get away from.
Architects of grandeur are often the master builders of disillusionment.
Wherefore the mere practical architect is not able to assign sufficient reasons for the forms he adopts; and the theoretic architect also fails, grasping the shadow instead of the substance.
Dogma, static positions, consonance - all these are obstacles to catching the disease of art, at least in its more complex forms.
Architecture is the learned game; correct and magnificent of forms assembled in the light
Everything built with an art, May your eyes couldn't see it, but digital eye can.