After A Half-century Of Hard

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.

In Art, Truth And Reality Begin When One No Longer Understands What One Is Doing Or What One Knows, And When There Remains An Energy That Is All The Stronger For Being Constrained, Controlled And Compressed.

What I Dream Of Is An Art Of Balance, Of Purity And Serenity Devoid Of Troubling Or Depressing Subject Matter - A Soothing, Calming Influence On The Mind, Rather Like A Good Armchair Which Provides Relaxation From Physical Fatigue.

When A Painting Is Finished, It's Like A New Born Child, And The Artist Himself Must Have Time For Understanding. How Then Do You Expect An Amateur To Understand That Which The Artist Dos Not Yet Comprehend.

Nothing Can Be Accomplished Without Love.