It Took Me Four Years To Paint

I Am Always Making That What I Am Not Capable, In An Attempt To Learn How To Doing It.

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

It Would Be Very Curious To Record By Means Of Photographs, Not The Stage Of The Picture, But Its Metamorphoses. Perhaps One Would Perceive The Path Taken By The Mind In Order To Put Its Dreams Into A Concrete Form. But What Is Really Very Curious Is To Observe That Fundamentally The Picture Does Not Change, That Despite Appearances The Initial Vision Remains Almost Intact.

Love Must Be Proven By Facts And Not By Reasons.

I Would Like To Manage To Prevent People From Ever Seeing How A Picture Of Mine Has Been Done. What Can It Possibly Matter? What I Want Is That The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.