I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
Frida Kahlo.
“Feet, what do I need them forIf I have wings to fly.”
“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”
“You too know that all my eyes see, all I touch with myself, from any distance, is Diego. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the ce...”
“I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of madness. Then: Id arrange flowers, all day long, Id paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity ...”
“I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.”
“What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.”
“To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.”
“art is risk made visible”
“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”