Mankind Owns Its Destiny, And Its Destiny

I Wanted To Tell You That My Whole Being Opened For You. Since I Fell In Love With You Everything Is Transformed And Is Full Of Beauty... Love Is Like An Aroma, Like A Current, Like Rain.

I Am My Own Muse. I Am The Subject I Know Best. The Subject I Want To Better.

I Paint My Own Reality.

... There Is A Skeleton (or Death) That Flees Terrified In The Face Of My Will To Live.

They Thought I Was A Surrealist, But I Wasn't. I Never Painted Dreams. I Painted My Own Reality.