Sexism and racism are parallel problems. You can compare them in some ways, but they're not at all the same. But they're both symptoms inside the white male power structure.

They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.

I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.

It's not possible to present an accurate picture of our culture without all the voices of the people in the culture. So at the emerging level, you can't have a good survey art show without women and artists of color.

My painting carries with it the message of pain.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.”