Fine Arts Quotes

“I believe that art has a kind of rightness, as in music, when we hear whether or not a note is false”
― Gerhard Richter

“The Rape of Europa. Both the myth and the picture only prove the power of beauty to turn anyone into a beast.”
― Lara Biyuts

“Hi, I have just added my new novel, "Incessant Expectations" for your reading enjoyment. It is about commercial salmon fishing on the Oregon coast circa 1976. It is fiction. The industry doesn't exist anymore. A young farmer from the dry country in Southwestern Colorado visits the wet Northwestern Oregon coast, seeking a summer job after his dad's farm is sold in the spring. He has spent his first 22 years in isolation, doing hard labor on the family farm. He knows hard work but has little social experience. During his summer of 1976 he learns about the ocean, fishing, and women.”
― Kenneth Fenter

“Some artists are criticised, some artists are admired, but some artists are loved and they are the one who are remembered.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Fine art won't fill me up, y'know.”
― Taiyo Matsumoto, Cats of the Louvre

“In our work titled “On Nature and Against Method, Reflections & Propositions,” in Proposition XXXVII, we stated the following: The ancient Ionian thinkers and natural philosophers who had, in a sense, transformed into the fire of Heraclitus, namely the masters of the Milesian school, the cradle of civilization, await the reemergence of this Ionian vision, which we have described as a kind of reverie, within Blue Anatolia. Science, which is now struggling within a profound darkness of processes and risks coming to a complete standstill in its progress, may yet be revitalized by minds that will once again inherit and internalize the approaches of these Ionian thinkers toward nature. Today more than ever, there is a need for Thales’ water and magnetism, Anaximenes’ breath, Anaximander’s apeiron, Anaxagoras’ ordering mind, and Xenophanes of Colophon’s counter-awareness, his narratives, and his poetic sensibility.
In this spirit, alongside our discourse on contemporary physics and astrophysics, we have undertaken a postulate not previously articulated, one that unifies nuclear strong interactions, neutron star physics, biophysics, and topology under a single framework, where a topology-centered new geometry prevails rather than the conventional hierarchy of physical forces. Just as the masters of the Ionian tradition, Empedocles and Anaximander, conveyed their insights through a poetic feast in their works On Nature, we too have woven these ideas into the fabric of nature through our poems. In doing so, we have prioritized form over meter. This form, inseparable from consciousness, existence, and knowledge belonging to this new geometry, establishes a new morphology, acting as a boundary condition that shelters our words, preventing them from being dispersed within the labyrinths of the cosmos.
In the philosophical walks by the lakeside, frequently contemplated by Gödel and Einstein, and placed, in Paul Benacerraf’s terms, upon paired circles that avoid reducing our postulate to either of the two axes of philosophy, ontology and epistemology, we instead enable a holistic interaction between them. While incomplete encounters within mathematical and geometric solution spaces find completion in Hilbert space, transcendent reflections on nature and our challenges to method form the essence of this work.
In this context, rather than a conventional poetry book or a mere collection of arbitrary texts, what emerges is a meta-text: a systematic inquiry into nature in which intuition and science are interwoven, expressed through poetic form. Moving beyond contemporary literary tendencies that often confine poetry within blocks of prose or reduce it to brief expressions relegated to journal margins, we have tested poetry as not a decorative element but as a constitutive principle of existence.
These transitions, imbued with reason and transcendence between layers of perception, have brought us one step closer to the harmony of poetic expression and, ultimately, to mathematics and geometry, the language of the universe itself. May this work serve as a guiding cosmological atlas for an intellect that seeks both truth and itself across interwoven meta-texts, in its comprehension of the infinite nature of reality.”
― Burak Cem Coşkun, Pumpkin Dessert with Tahini in the Cloud Chamber - Without Walnuts & Neutrinoless: Science & Poetry, Volume IV