Wisdom worth sharing, words worth remembering.
I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise she might say something that confuses and distracts me.
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye… it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
Sickness insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.
Disease insanity and death were the angels that attended my cradle and since then have followed me throughout my life.
From my rotting body flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art.