To trap one's self-suffering is to risk being devoured from the inside.
People in general are scared to death of the war and all the exhibitions have been a failure, because the rich bitches don't want to buy anything.
... there is a skeleton (or death) that flees terrified in the face of my will to live.
Painting completed my life.
I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.
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.