"How do I talk about my art? Do I even know what I am doing? I am creating things and drawing from my imagination and subconscious. I am not consciously trying to say anything... or am I? What are these deformed and absurd creatures and figures? Why do I draw them? Am I expressing the unrealistic ideals for women? Am I expressing the way I view myself? Am I expressing the idea that we can easily devour each other? Am I expressing the fact that we (and I say "we" because I am guilty of this) stuff our faces instead of our minds and creative spirit? Am I expressing the the fact that sick people want us to remain sick with them and will disguise themselves with what they call love? Am I expressing the anxieties that come with being a mother or a wife and the pressures that I place upon myself? Am I expressing my fear of abandonment? Am I expressing the social anxieties I feel and my sometimes anxious need for approval? Am I expressing all the ugly things that keep me from being my true self? Am I expressing myself in order to find my true self? Am I expressing myself to free myself? Yes, yes and yes."