Edvard Munch

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.

I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.

It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want, in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.

Power is not only what you have but what the enemy thinks you have.

It is good to be in front of the lens to appreciate more being behind the lens.