Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.

Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.

Edvard Munch

Some colours reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.

Some colours reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.

Without anxiety and illness, I would have been like a ship without a rudder.

Without anxiety and illness, I would have been like a ship without a rudder.

Colours live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.

Colours live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.

Photography is an art which touches and grips one's own heart's blood.

Photography is an art which touches and grips one's own heart's blood.

And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?

And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?

My will exceeds my talents.

My will exceeds my talents.

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart

Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.

Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.

I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.

I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.

My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are, my art gives meaning to my life.

My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are, my art gives meaning to my life.

A work of art comes only from inside a human being.

A work of art comes only from inside a human being.

I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.

I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.

I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.

I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.

Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.

I love you more than my own skin.

I love you more than my own skin.

I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.

I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.