My painting carries with it the message of pain.
Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy to be alive as long as I can paint.
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.
I have suffered two grave accidents in my life, one in which a streetcar knocked me down.. The other accident is Diego.