Feet, What Do I Need You For

I Leave You My Portrait So That You Will Have My Presence All The Days And Nights That I Am Away From You.

I Am Not Sick. I Am Broken. But I Am Happy As Long As I Can Paint.

I Am That Clumsy Human, Always Loving, Loving, Loving. And Loving. And Never Leaving.

I Have Never Expected Anything From My Work But The Satisfaction I Could Get From It By The Very Fact Of Painting And Saying What I Couldn't Say Otherwise.

I Love You More Than My Own Skin.