Art comes to clarify things that are already inside. There is little left to say. A great artist said that art begins with a dot followed by a dash - I add that it begins with an inner desire, a need, which takes us out of mediocrity and throws you into capturing something we carry inside.

Where does art come from if not?

A spirit that warns you, that guides you, that pushes you.

The expected pinch of a symphony.

All in one. The real artist is never considered, but rather found.

What you are, do not rectify with any painting, on the contrary. It is art that cries out to us, transforms us. To be an artist is not to be an artist. Naivety, innocence, an extension of us that extends throughout the universe. We think we love art and it is the art that loves us.

Painting and music, all in one.

Here is a sample of what I paint.

I hope you like it.