The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance. – Aristotle

I don’t paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality. – Frida Kahlo

Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while. – W.B. Yeats

Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while. – W.B. Yeats