To Restrict The Artist Is A Crime.

I Was In Love With Everything- I Wanted To Look With Love At The Angry People So That Their Eyes Would Be Forced To Respond; And I Wanted To Bring Gifts To The Envious And Tell Them That I Am Worthless.

My Mother Is A Very Strange Woman... She Doesn't Understand Me In The Least And Doesn't Love Me Much Either. If She Had Either Love Or Understanding She Would Be Prepared To Make Sacrifices

I Do Not Deny That I Have Made Drawings And Watercolors Of An Erotic Nature. But They Are Always Works Of Art. Are There No Artists Who Have Done Erotic Pictures?

I Must Live In My Own Excrement, Breathe In My Own Poisonous Sticky Fumes. Yet I Am A Human Being! I Still Am. Does No One Think Of That?

I Must See New Things And Investigate Them. I Want To Taste Dark Water And See Crackling Trees And Wild Winds.