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 paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am
the person I know best.
My painting carries with it the message of pain.
Painting completed my life.
His capacity for work breaks clocks and calendars. [on Diego Rivera]
I cannot speak of Diego as my husband because that term, when applied
to him, is an absurdity. He never has been, nor will he ever be,
anybody's husband.
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