
But as my work turns more toward a form of drawing through my fabric work...
And more toward simplicity in my photographs...I have become aware and open to an entirely new community of artists.


My best works are
erotic displays of
mental confusions
(with intrusions of
irrelevant information).
I paint because I am a woman.
(It's a logical necessity.)
If painting is female and insanity is a female malady, then all women painters are mad and all male painters are women.
I paint because I am an artificial blonde woman...
(I believe in eternity.)
Painting doesn't freeze time. It circulates and recycles time like a wheel that turns. Those who were first might well be last. Painting is a very slow art. It doesn't travel with the speed of light. That's why dead painters shine so bright.
It's okay to be the second sex.
It's okay to be second best.
Painting is not a progressive activity. (…)
2 comments:
What an interesting blog! I enjoyed browsing it.
Oh how i love her. My mum introduced me to her..drawn in by her subject matter and use of greys and browns and i think there is something so heavy in these simple personages..
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