Charles Baudelaire
Charles Baudelaire
Charles Pierre Baudelaire; April 9, 1821 – August 31, 1867) was a French poet who also produced notable work as an essayist, art critic, and pioneering translator of Edgar Allan Poe...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 April 1821
CityParis, France
CountryFrance
artist technique methodology
As for techniques and processes, as seen in the works themselves, neither public nor artists will find anything about them here. Those things are learned in the studio and the public is interested only in the results.
love clouds lovely
I love the clouds... the clouds that pass by... over there... over there... those lovely clouds!
drawing mind draftsman
All good and genuine draftsmen draw according to the picture inscribed in their minds, and not according to nature.
epic philosopher poet
Pure draughtsmen are philosophers and dialecticians. Colourists are epic poets.
knowledge men primitive-man
By nature, by necessity itself, [primitive man] is encyclopedic, while civilized man finds himself confined in the infinitely small regions of specialization.
people authority adore
The People adore authority.
work simple years
How many years of fatigue and punishment it takes to learn the simple truth that work, that disagreeable thing, is the only way of not suffering in life, or at all events, of suffering less.
education art children
The artist is today and has been for many years, despite his absence of merit, simply a spoiled child. So many honors, so much money bestowed on men without souls and without education.
art thinking people
In art, there is one thing which does not receive sufficient attention. The element which is left to the human will is not nearly so large as people think.
pain ordinary alive
What is it that brings on these moods of yours? Nothing mysterious: the ordinary pain of being alive.
inspirational succeed weakness
There is a certain cowardice, a certain weakness, rather, among respectable folk. Only brigands are convinced-of what? That they must succeed. And so they do succeed.
country men cities
Man loves man so much that when he flees the city, it is still to seek the crowd, that is, to rebuild the city in the country.
flower evil come-up
Evil comes up softly like a flower.
heart beast plus
Ne cherchez plus mon coeur; les be" tes l'ont mange . Don't search any further for my heart; wild beasts ate it.