Max Beckmann

Max Beckmann
Max Beckmannwas a German painter, draftsman, printmaker, sculptor, and writer. Although he is classified as an Expressionist artist, he rejected both the term and the movement. In the 1920s, he was associated with the New Objectivity, an outgrowth of Expressionism that opposed its introverted emotionalism...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionPainter
Date of Birth12 February 1884
CityLeipzig, Germany
CountryGermany
along art creative drives eternal journey quest sake self
Art is creative for the sake of realization, not for amusement: for transfiguration, not for the sake of play. It is the quest of our self that drives us along the eternal and never-ending journey we must all make.
hate i-hate appetizers
There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.
order vision degradation
I have never, God or whatever knows, prostrated myself to be famous, but I would meander through all the sewers of the world, through all degradations and humiliations, in order to paint. I have to do this. Until the last drop every vision that exists in my being must be purged; then it will be a pleasure for me to be rid of this damned torture
spiritual healing events
When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.
tears slavery loathe
I do not weep: I loathe tears, for they are a sign of slavery.
spring flower people
I went across the fields to avoid the straight highways, along the firing lines where people were shooting at a small wooded hill, which is now covered with wooden crosses and lines of graves instead of spring flowers.
self problem
One of my problems is to find the self.
trying quality fortune
My figures come and go, suggested by fortune or misfortune. I try to fix them divested of their apparent accidental quality.
desire stronger records
The stronger and more intense my desire becomes to capture and record that which is unsayable, the more tightly my mouth stays shut.