Painting Completed My Life.

Can One Invent Verbs? I Want To Tell You One: I Sky You, So My Wings Extend So Large To Love You Without Measure.

I Want A Storm To Come And Flood Us Into A Song That No One Wrote.

Since My Subjects Have Always Been My Sensations, My States Of Mind And The Profound Reactions That Life Has Been Producing In Me, I Have Frequently Objectified All This In Figures Of Myself, Which Were The Most Sincere And Real Thing That I Could Do In Order To Express What I Felt Inside And Outside Of Myself.

My Painting Carries With It The Message Of Pain.

I Never Knew I Was A Surrealist Till Andre Breton Came To Mexico And Told Me I Was.