From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in...
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since...
Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and th...
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, on...
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be...
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living p...
