This place has only three exits, sir: Madness, and Death.




(No Ratings Yet)I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.




(No Ratings Yet)Cubism is a Cathedral of shit.




(No Ratings Yet)We write the earth we stand upon.




(No Ratings Yet)We all love conflagrations. When the sky changes color, it is a dead man’s passing.




(No Ratings Yet)May night continue to fall upon the orchestra




(No Ratings Yet)People love mystery, and that is why they love my paintings.




(No Ratings Yet)The one thing the world will never have enough of is the outrageous.




(No Ratings Yet)The imaginary is what tends to become real.




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