David Hockney Quotes

Color must be thought, imagined, dreamed.

It is strange how deeply colours seem to penetrate one, like scent.

Colour is always a consequence, never a cause.

Grey is a colour that always seems on the eve of changing to some other colour.

In visual perception a color is almost never seen as it really is - as it physically is. This fact makes color the most relative medium in art.

Color is a matter of taste and of sensitivity.

I've always felt that color is intrinsically personal. It evokes a tremendous amount of emotion. If there's a color you respond to, that's something you can incorporate into your home. No one can tell you it's wrong.

The colours red, blue and green are real. The colour yellow is a mystical experience shared by everybody.

Think colour! Know how to imagine it!

Find your happiest colours - the ones that make you feel good.

Color has got me. I no longer need to chase after it. It has got me for ever. I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour.

The variety of colour in objects cannot be discerned at a great distance, excepting in those parts which are directly lighted up by the solar rays.

Colour could give rise to sensations which would interfere with our conception of space.

Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment. To such an extent indeed that one day, finding myself at the deathbed of a woman who had been and still was very dear to me, I caught myself in the act of focusing on her temples and automatically analyzing the succession of appropriately graded colors which death was imposing on her motionless face.

Colour, as the strange and magnificent expression of the inscrutable spectrum of Eternity, is beautiful and important to me as a painter; I use it to enrich the canvas and to probe more deeply into the object. Colour also decided, to a certain extent, my spiritual outlook, but it is subordinated to life, and above all, to the treatment of form. Too much emphasis on colour at the expense of form and space would make a double manifestation of itself on the canvas, and this would verge on craft work.

The sensation of colour cannot be accounted for by the physicist's objective picture of light-waves.

There is certainly a red for everyone.

Colours are what drive me most strongly.

Color is crucial in painting, but it is very hard to talk about.

I am curious about color as one would be visiting a new country, because I have never concentrated so closely on color expression. Up to now I have waited at the gates of the temple.

I had a new idea in my head... this time it's just simply my bedroom, only here colour is to do everything, and, giving by its simplification a grander style to things, is to be suggestive here of rest or of sleep in general. In a word, to look at the picture ought to rest the brain or rather the imagination.

It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.

How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of 'Green'?

Why would anyone pick blue over pink? Pink is obviously a better colour.

Painters used red like spice