pain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence

The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.

My paintings are well-painted, not nimbly but patiently. My painting contains in it the message of pain. I think that at least a few people are interested in it. It's not revolutionary. Why keep wishing for it to be belligerent? I can't. Painting completed my life. I lost three children and a series of other things that would have fulfilled my horrible life. My painting took the place of all of this. I think work is the best.

I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.

I don’t like the gringos at all. They are very boring and all have faces like unbaked rolls.

There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.

I think that little by little I'll be able to solve my problems and survive.