I Could Always Live In My Art

Here, In My Solitude, I Have The Feeling That I Contain Too Much Humanity.

Say Anything You Want Against The Seventh Seal. My Fear Of Death - This Infantile Fixation Of Mine - Was, At That Moment, Overwhelming. I Felt Myself In Contact With Death Day And Night, And My Fear Was Tremendous. When I Finished The Picture, My Fear Went Away. I Have The Feeling Simply Of Having Painted A Canvas In An Enormous Hurry - With Enormous Pretension But Without Any Arrogance. I Said, 'here Is A Painting; Take It, Please.'

There's Always A Tension In Me Between My Urge To Destroy And My Will To Live... Every Morning I Wake Up With A New Wrath, A New Suspiciousness, A New Desire To Live.

I Have Always Had The Ability To Attach My Demons To My Chariot.

Occasionally I Sense An Insane Wail Deep Down In The Pit, The Echo Alone Reaching Me, Striking Without Warning, A Child Weeping Uninhibitedly, Imprisoned Forever.