Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are!
The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.
The gunslinger waited for the time of the drawing and dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would some day come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle.
Survive first. Figure out crayon drawing of destiny later.
While he writes, I feel as if he is drawing me; or not drawing me, drawing on me - drawing on my skin - not with the pencil he is using, but with an old-fashioned goose pen, and not with the quill end but with the feather end. As if hundreds of butterflies have settled all over my face, and are softly opening and closing their wings.
My hands are out of practice, my eyes disused. Most of what I do is drawing, because the preparation of the surface, the laborious underpainting and detailed concentration... are too much for me. I have lost confidence: perhaps all I will ever be is what I am now.
They say they have noticed me drawing. I almost tell them right then and there. They noticed.
If an overgrown child draws something on a piece of paper, you can't ask the paper what the drawing is supposed to represent.
The sky is like a monochromatic contemporay painting, drawing me in its illusion of depth, pulling me up.
Drawing is the poet's written line, set down to see if there be a story worth telling, a truth worth revealing.
The best musicians transpose consciousness into sound; painters do the same for color and shape.
In my mind, the men and women of NASA are history's modern pioneers. They attempt the impossible, accept failure, and then back to the drawing board while the rest of us stand back and criticize.
Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.
We play like this against anybody, we're not going to win. We have to play better. This week, it isn't about Navy. We have to clean up our own house. ... I don't know if we have to go back to the drawing board. We have to go back to being disciplined.
He's really struggling. We're just going to have to go back to the drawing board, watch film with him and keep his confidence up, but these are the two worst games he might have played since he's been at Duquesne. He got shut out tonight and a lot of them were, what I call, easy shots.
For a writer to sit before a blank page, as a painter before a white canvass or general before a bloodless field before the first scribble of creation, is a moment like no other. The writer is consumed by the trice of bliss, jollity, determination, and sensitive to a true and deepest affection.
Well, back to the drawing board.
Painting what I experience, translating what I feel, is like a great liberation. But it is also work, self-examination, consciousness, criticism, struggle.
Painting and music were the only things I worked at industriously and faithfully.
We don't have a professional bid on it. The cost of painting a bridge varies based on numerous factors such as the type of structure, the length of the bridge to be painted, etc. Therefore, it can range anywhere from the tens of thousands (of dollars) to a couple of million per bridge.
Painting is seen as picture making, the making of an art object, something that can stand on its own.
I am not a painter, nor an artist. Therefore I can see straight, and that may be my undoing.
If the world would only build temples to Machinery in the abstract then everything would be perfect. The painter and sculptor would have plenty to do, and could, in complete peace and suitably honoured, pursue their trade without further trouble.
We'll meet with the council and let them know how much the bids are for and how much the interchange will cost. If the bids are outrageous, say 15 million, that's when we'll have to go back to the drawing board because we couldn't draw that much extra money from other projects.
An architect should live as little in cities as a painter. Send him to our hills, and let him study there what nature understands by a buttress, and what by a dome.
Certainly it's not just a visual experience - it's an emotional one. In an informal way I have often seen quite demented patients recognize and respond vividly to paintings and delight in painting at a time when they are scarcely responsive to words and disoriented and out of it. I think that recognition of visual art can be very deep.
Painting... in which the inner and the outer man are inseparable, transcends technique, transcends subject and moves into the realm of the inevitable.
Even though Raster Blaster was only a video game, I was learning about designing stuff. I got good at drawing.
A distinction is made between painters who work directly from nature and those who work purely from imagination. Personally, I think neither of these methods must be preferred to the exclusion of the other. Both may be used in turn by the same indivi