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.
I hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.
At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.
I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.
There is nothing more precious than laughter.
I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.
Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.
I tried to drown my sorrows but the bastards learned how to swim.
I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to know better.
The most important thing for everyone in Gringolandia is to have ambition and become 'somebody,' and frankly, I don't have the least ambition to become anybody.
Since my subjects have always been my sensations, my states of mind and the profound reactions that life has been producing in me, I have frequently objectified all this in figures of myself, which were the most sincere and real thing that I could do in order to express what I felt inside and outside of myself.
Why do I need feet when I have wings to fly?
I love you more than my own skin and even though you don't love me the same way, you love me anyways, don't you? And if you don't, I'll always have the hope that you do, and i'm satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.
Passion is the bridge that takes you from pain to change.
Really, I do not know whether my paintings are surrealist or not, but I do know that they are the frankest expression of myself.
I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy to be alive as long as I can paint.
I love you more than my own skin.
The industrial part of Detroit is really the most interesting side, otherwise it's like the rest of the United States, ugly and stupid.
I am in agreement with everything my father taught me and nothing my mother taught me.
Painting completed my life.
You too know that all my eyes see, all I touch with myself, from any distance, is Diego. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the cells, the war and the sun, everything experienced in the minutes of the non-clocks and the non-calendars and the empty non-glances, is him.
To paint is the most terrific thing that there is, but to do it well is very difficult.
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.
The most important part of the body is the brain. Of my face, I like the eyebrows and eyes. Aside from that, I like nothing. My head is too small.
Can verbs be made up? I'll tell you one. I heaven you, so my wings will open wide to love you boundlessly.
I paint my own reality. 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.
I don't give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am ... You are a shit.
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.
It was worthwhile to come here only to see why Europe is rottening, why all this people - good for nothing - are the cause of all the Hitlers and Mussolinis.
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows. But now the damned things have learned to swim ,and now decency and good behavior weary me.
Heute Ist immer noch (Today is like always).
The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to.
This upper class is disgusting and I'm furious at all these rich people here, having seen thousands of people in abject squalor.
Of the opposite sex, I have the moustache and, in general, the face.
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
I want to be inside your darkest everything.
I was a child who went about in a world of colors... My friends, my companions, became women slowly; I became old in instants.
My toys were those of a boy: skates, bicycles.
At the end of the day we can endure much more than we think we can.
I put on the canvas whatever comes into my mind.
I am my own muse, the subject I know best.
I think that little by little I'll be able to solve my problems and survive.
You deserve the best, the very best, because you are one of the few people in this lousy world who are honest to themselves, and that is the only thing that really counts.
They sit for hours in the "cafes" warming their precious behinds, and talk without stopping about "culture" "art" "revolution" and so on and so forth, thinking themselves the gods of the world, dreaming the most fantastic nonsenses and poisoning the air with theories and theories that never come true.
I am nauseated by all these rotten people in Europe - and these fucking "democracies" are not worth even a crumb.
People in general are scared to death of the war and all the exhibition have been a failure, because the rich - don't want to buy anything.
I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.
