In Love, The One Who

From The Moment I Held The Box Of Colors In My Hands, I Knew This Was My Life. I Threw Myself Into It Like A Beast That Plunges Towards The Thing It Loves.

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

Beauty Comes From The Balance Between Two And Three Dimensions, Between Abstraction And Representation - I Seek The Equilibrium Behind Changing Appearances.

The Artist Has To Look At Life As He Did When He Was A Child. If He Loses That Faculty, He Cannot Express Himself In An Original, That Is, A Personal Way.

I Counted Solely On The Clarity Of Expression Of My Work To Gain My Ends.