Painting is a kind of obsessional intuition.
From a carefree force of human will, an idea takes possession of you and leads you relentlessly on, to work to the conclusion of the creative idea.

This intensive thought process reveals a permanent interaction between technique and philosophy.

The nervous agitation of my comtempories (and me) upsets and amuses me. Its appearance takes over one’s being.
Life’s paradoxes justify each thing and situation. A search for self, a re-examination of myself, brings this gentle intensity, the fullness of existence where everything strikes a chord.

From wave to wave, matter colours, lights up, animates, designs and defines the universe across the visible to the invisible, thus abandoning man to a profound solitude and existentials doubts, with nonetheless a desire to raise himself upwards to the light.