Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check.— M. C. Escher
The most stunning M. C. Escher quotes that will activate your desire to change
Are you really sure that a floor can't also be a ceiling?
We adore chaos because we love to produce order.
Science and art sometimes can touch one another, like two pieces of the jigsaw puzzle which is our human life, and that contact may be made across the boderline between the two respective domains.
My work is a game, a very serious game.
I can't keep from fooling around with our irrefutable certainties.
It is, for example, a pleasure knowingly to mix up two and three dimensionalities, flat and spatial, and to make fun of gravity.
So let us then try to climb the mountain, not by stepping on what is below us, but to pull us up at what is above us, for my part at the stars; amen.
Wonder is the salt of the earth.
Order is repetition of units. Chaos is multiplicity without rhythm.
To have peace with this peculiar life;
to accept what we do not understand; to wait calmly for what awaits us, you have to be wiser than I am.
I never got a pass mark in math... Just imagine - mathematicians now use my prints to illustrate their books. Funny me consorting with all these learned folks, as though I were their long lost brother. I guess they are unaware of the fact that I am ignorant about the whole thing.
As far as I know, there is no proof whatever of the existence of an objective reality apart from our senses, and I do not see why we should accept the outside world as such solely by virtue of our senses.
I think I have never yet done any work with the aim of symbolizing a particular idea, but the fact that a symbol is sometimes discovered or remarked upon is valuable for me because it makes it easier to accept the inexplicable nature of my hobbies, which constantly preoccupy me.
Simplicity and order are, if not the principal, then certainly the most important guidelines for human beings in general.
If I am not mistaken, the word "art" and "artist" did not exist during the Renaissance and before: there were simply architects, sculptors, and painters, practicing a trade.
I am always wandering around in enigmas.
There are young people who constantly come to tell me: you, too, are making Op Art. I haven't the slightest idea what that is, Op Art. I've been doing this work for thirty years now.
I don't grow up. In me is the small child of my early days.
I might be in the basement. I'll go upstairs and check.
There is something breathtaking about the basic laws of crystals.
They are in no sense a discovery of the human mind; they just "are" - they exist quite independently of us. The most that man can do is become aware, in a moment of clarity, that they are there, and take cognizance of them.
A woman once rang me up and said, 'Mr.
Escher, I am absolutely crazy about your work. In your print -Reptiles- you have given such a striking illustration of reincarnation.' I replied, 'Madam, if that's the way you see it, so be it.'
I am a graphic artist heart and soul, though I find the term artist rather embarrassing.
By keenly confronting the enigmas that surround us, and by considering and analyzing the observations that I had made, I ended up in the domain of mathematics. Although I am absolutely without training in the exact sciences, I often seem to have more in common with mathematicians than with my fellow artists.
I came to the ... open gate of mathematics. From here, well-trodden paths lead in every direction, and since then I have often spent time there. Sometimes I think ... I have trodden all the paths ... and then I suddenly discover a new path and experience fresh delights.
Hands, are the most honest part of the human body, they cannot lie as laughing eyes and the mouth can.
It is human nature to want to exchange ideas, and I believe that, at bottom, every artist wants no more than to tell the world what he has to say.
At moments of great enthusiasm it seems to me that no one in the world has ever made something this beautiful and important.
What I give form to in daylight is only one per cent of what I have seen in darkness.
Drawing is deception.
I could fill an entire second life with working on my prints.
I believe that producing pictures, as I do, is almost solely a question of wanting so very much to do it well.
The things I want to express are so beautiful and pure.
It has always irked me as improper that there are still so many people for whom the sky is no more than a mass of random points of light. I do not see why we should recognize a house, a tree, or a flower here below and not, for example, the red Arcturus up there in the heavens as it hangs from its constellation Bootes, like a basket hanging from a balloon.
All my works are games, serious game.
In mathematical quarters, the regular division of the plane has been considered theoretically. ... [Mathematicians] have opened the gate leading to an extensive domain, but they have not entered this domain themselves. By their very nature they are more interested in the way in which the gate is opened than in the garden lying behind it.
I try in my prints to testify that we live in a beautiful and orderly world, and not in a formless chaos, as it sometimes seems.
Originality is merely an illusion.
I never got a pass mark in math ... Just imagine - mathematicians now use my prints to illustrate their books.
For me it remains an open question whether [this work] pertains to the realm of mathematics or to that of art.
I am myself: a light. In me you find your fate. So be not blind to the truth shining from my glow.
I might be in the basement. I'll go upstairs and check. We adore chaos because we love to produce order. I don't use drugs; my dreams are frightening enough.