I understand now that boundaries between colors are conventions. all boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. You see, simplicity can be harder than complexity; you have to work hard to get your thinking clean to make it simple. but it's worth it, in the end, simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

My work is essentially developed from exploring the texture, the layers, more than the colors. the quest for the essential in an insistent physical movement. Paint and plaster, layer by layer, overlapping sometimes opaque, sometimes sheen that hides it, that reveals it. the endless quest for the minimum and for all, in an impulse. A line. It is a walk, a forever young body that glides and feels its way, gets lost, is sometimes blind, and sometimes clairvoyant.

My works of art are not always objects of easy empathy; nor should they be.