I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.

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 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 tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.

Painting completed my life.

My painting carries with it the message of pain.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.

I love you more than my own skin.