I Work In Whatever Medium Likes Me

All Our Interior World Is Reality, And That, Perhaps, More So Than Our Apparent World.

Mozart Never Composed Anything, Ever! He Copied What Was Written On His Soul.

My Name Is Marc, My Emotional Life Is Sensitive And My Purse Is Empty, But They Say I Have Talent.

I Work In Whatever Medium Likes Me At The Moment.

I Am Working In Paris . I Cannot For A Single Day Get The Thought Out Of My Head That There Probably Exists Something Essential, Some Immutable Reality, And Now That I Have Lost Everything Else (thank God, It Gets Lost All On Its Own) I Am Trying To Preserve This And, What Is More, Not To Be Content. In A Word: I Am Working.