From The Moment I Held The Box

Love Wants To Rise, Not To Be Held Down By Anything Base... He Who Loves Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; He Is Free And Nothing Holds Him Back. Derive Happiness From Yourself, From A Good Day's Work, From The Clearing That It Makes In The Fog That Surrounds Us.

It Is My Dream To Create An Art Which Is Filled With Balance, Purity And Calmness, Freed From A Subject Matter That Is Disconcerting Or Too Attention-seeking. In My Paintings, I Wish To Create A Spiritual Remedy, Similar To A Comfortable Armchair Which Provides Rest From Physical Expectation For The Spiritually Working, The Businessman As Well As The Artist.

Arrival = Prison, And The Artist Must Never Be A Prisoner.

I Shan't Get Free Of My Emotion By Copying The Tree Faithfully, Or By Drawing Its Leaves One By One In The Common Language, But Only After Identifying Myself With It.

The Living Model, The Naked Body Of A Woman, Is The Privileged Seat Of Feeling, But Also Of Questioning... The Model Must Mark You, Awaken In You An Emotion Which You Seek In Turn To Express.