Strictly speaking, there are no holidays for art; art pursues you everywhere, and that's just fine with the artist.
Elfriede JelinekAnna despises two classes of people: first, those who own their own homes and have cars and families, and second, everybody else. Constantly she is on the verge of exploding. With rage. A pool of pure red. The pool is filled with speechlessness that talks away at her nonstop.
Elfriede Jelinek