I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.

I am trying with all my skill to do a painting that is all woman, as well as all of me.

I decided to accept as true my own thinking.

I see no reason for painting anything that can be put into any other form as well.

Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.

The meaning of a word - to me - is not as exact as the meaning of a color. Colors and shapes make a more definite statement than words.

Dearest - my body is simply crazy with wanting you - If you don't come tomorrow - I don't see how I can wait for you - I wonder if your body wants mine the way mine wants yours - the kisses - the hotness - the wetness - all melting together - the being held so tight that it hurts - the strangle and the struggle.