Everything In Art Must Spring

Can My Words Distill For You A Little Sweetness, Tender And Caressing?

The Freer The Soul, The More Abstract Painting Becomes.

My Hands Were Too Soft.. I Had To Find Some Special Occupation, Some Kind Of Work That Would Not Force Me To Turn Away From The Sky And The Stars, That Would Allow Me To Discover The Meaning Of Life.

Color Is Everything. When Color Is Right, Form Is Right.

If A Symbol Should Be Discovered In A Painting Of Mine, It Was Not My Intention. It Is A Result I Did Not Seek. It Is Something That May Be Found Afterwards, And Which Can Be Interpreted According To Taste.