I cannot conceive of a politically feasible solution to this problem which will overdo cutting the deficit, where overdoing means harming the economy. It might be technically possible, but it is not realistic.
Painting completed my life.
I hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.
I love you more than my own skin.
I never knew I was a surrealist till Andre Breton came to Mexico and told me I was.
. . . there is a skeleton (or death) that flees terrified in the face of my will to live.
Really, I do not know whether my paintings are surrealist or not, but I do know that they are the frankest expression of myself.
And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me.
Obviously invidious and prejudicial stereotypes need to be deconstructed and overcome, but it's not that they can be destroyed. I think that would be an illusion to think that we can somehow get rid of these basic search templates that allow us to sort out our social lives and to sort out the material world as well.
The cost of oblivius daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realigment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. Her reverie, once rich in plausible details, had become a passing silliness before the hard mass of the actual. It was difficult to come back.
Be relentless in your looking, because you are the one you seek.