Work Cures Everything.

What I Dream Of Is An Art Of Balance.

We Ought To View Ourselves With The Same Curiosity And Openness With Which We Study A Tree, The Sky Or A Thought, Because We Too Are Linked To The Entire Universe.

Beauty Comes From The Balance Between Two And Three Dimensions, Between Abstraction And Representation - I Seek The Equilibrium Behind Changing Appearances.

All That Is Not Useful In A Picture Is Detrimental. A Work Of Art Must Be Harmonious In Its Entirety; For Superfluous Details Would, In The Mind Of The Beholder, Encroach Upon The Essential Elements.

From The Moment I Held The Box Of Colors In My Hands, I Knew This Was My Life. I Threw Myself Into It Like A Beast That Plunges Towards The Thing It Loves.