What I Dream Of Is

Cutting Straight Into Color Reminds Me Of The Direct Carving Of The Sculptor.

I Have Always Tried To Hide My Efforts And Wished My Works To Have A Light Joyousness Of Springtime Which Never Lets Anyone Suspect The Labors It Has Cost Me.

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.

Art Should Be Something Like A Good Armchair In Which To Rest From Physical Fatigue.

I Was Driven On By.. A Force Which I See Today As Something Alien To My Normal Life... So I Have Been No More Than A Medium As It Were.