My painting carries with it the message of pain.

The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to.

I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty... love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain.

Can one invent verbs? I want to tell you one: I sky you, so my wings extend so large to love you without measure.

Since my subjects have always been my sensations, my states of mind and the profound reactions that life has been producing in me, I have frequently objectified all this in figures of myself, which were the most sincere and real thing that I could do in order to express what I felt inside and outside of myself.

I have never expected anything from my work but the satisfaction I could get from it by the very fact of painting and saying what I couldn't say otherwise.

I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.