It Is Not By His

The Representative Element In A Work Of Art May Or May Not Be Harmful, But It Is Always Irrelevant. For To Appreciate A Work Of Art, We Must Bring With Us Nothing From Life, No Knowledge Of Its Affairs And Ideas, No Familiarity With Its Emotions.

There Must Be Some One Quality Without Which A Work Of Art Cannot Exist; Possessing Which, In The Least Degree, No Work Is Altogether Worthless.

The Forms Of Art Are Inexhaustible; But All Lead By The Same Road Of Aesthetic Emotion To The Same World Of Aesthetic Ecstasy.

It Is Not By His Mixing And Choosing, But By The Shapes Of His Colors, And The Combination Of Those Shapes, That We Recognize The Colorist. Color Becomes Significant Only When It Becomes Form.

We Have No Other Means Of Recognising A Work Of Art Than Our Feeling For It.