When A Young Artist Is Ready, One

Every Three Days On Average, I Am Alone On Stage, Facing The Public.

I Then Realized That I Could Never Be Satisfied Again With The Mere Natural Charm Of My Voice, That I Had To Constantly Paint When Singing, Melting All The Colors, Expressing Reds And Blacks That Had To Be Less Primary But Bursting With Subtly Colored Combinations.

Sometimes Pianists Try To Sound Like Singers: Me Personally, I Try To Sound Like A Bösendorfer.

The Public Made Me And Then Encouraged Me For Many Years, And My Future Even Now Depends Upon It.

On The Other Hand, I Have Devoted So Much Energy To Reach The Top That I Accept The Stress Of Being There.