I'm not quite sure who said this because I'm reading a book right now that is quoting things from all these random places, so either Cezanne (MY FAVORITE) said this, or Cezanne kind of said this but a poet wrote it... or something...
"Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them... One sees nothing but a great colored undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of color. This is what a picture should give us... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a colored state of grace... Lose consciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colors, be steeped in the light of them."
my favorite is the last sentence.
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