He Who Loves, Flies, Runs,

The Residuum Of Another's Expression Can Never Be Related To One's Own Feeling.

My Curves Are Not Crazy.

I Dream Of An Art Of Balance, Of Quietness, Something Analogous To A Good Armchair.

The Energy Within You Is Stronger Than Ever For Being Held Back, Compressed, And Said No To.

With Color One Obtains An Energy That Seems To Stem From Witchcraft.