Quotes from Edward Butscher

The masks of her life would become the mythical body of her art.

Reflect in terror the scorching sun: dive at your mirror and drown within.

we want to remove our make-up and take off what is false and be real. But somewhere a piece of disguise that we forgot sticks to us … And so we walk around, a mockery and a mere half: neither having achieved being nor actors. RAINER MARIA RILKE