Words

Nature in perpetual change; a breath. The reflections of its transformation provoke an ever-new awakening and a constant evolution at the level of the heart, soul, and consciousness, reflected in my art through beauty in my observations. Perpetual movement that "seizes" me from the ephemeral side of life when put in context with the history of terrestrial life and my own life.

She has already painted everything, sculpted everything, but I continue to search for a sign, a key, an opening that leads me to see, understand, feel life; to discover a secret that might be hidden there, or perhaps even a fragment of the "great secret." My expression is the primordial echo of this fundamental search.

The mysteries of the Unknown are hidden treasures to discover: the elsewhere attracts me. The importance of plastic research with its discoveries leading to a pictorial realization makes me live; without it, I merely exist.

Beauty enriches the soil of the heart.

Beauty makes one live.