My canvas soothes me into forgetfulness of the scene of turmoil and folly - and worse - of … - John Constable

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The freedom to make and remake our cities and ourselves is, I want to argue, one of the most precious yet most neglected of our human rights.

John Constable

My canvas soothes me into forgetfulness of the scene of turmoil and folly - and worse - of the scene around me. Every gleam of sunshine is blighted to me in the art at least. Can it therefore be wondered at that I paint continual storms? "Tempest o'er tempest roll'd" - still the "darkness" is majestic.

Art, Blighted, Darkness, Sunshine

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I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.

Attitude, Beautiful, Beauty, Light, Thing

Still I should paint my own places best; painting is with me but another word for feeling, and I associate "my careless boyhood" with all that lies on the banks of the Stour; those scenes made me a painter, and I am grateful; that is, I had often thought of pictures of them before ever I touched a pencil, and your picture ['The White Horse'] is one of the strongest instance I can recollect of it.

Boyhood, Grateful, Horse, Lies, Lying, Stour

It will be difficult to name a class of landscape in which the sky is not the key note, the standard of scale, and the chief organ of sentiment.

Class, Keys, Name, Organ, Sentiment, Sky

Light - dews - breezes - bloom - and freshness; not one of which. . . has yet been perfected on the canvas of any painter in the world.

Canvas, Dew, Dews, Light, Painter, Perfection

It is the soul that sees; the outward eyes Present the object, but the Mind descries. We see nothing till we truly understand it.

Descries, Eye, Mind, Present, Soul