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.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.

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.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

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.

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.