Life Obliges Me To Do Something, So

My Painting Is Visible Images Which Conceal Nothing... They Evoke Mystery And Indeed When One Sees One Of My Pictures, One Asks Oneself This Simple Question 'what Does That Mean'? It Does Not Mean Anything, Because Mystery Means Nothing Either, It Is Unknowable.

We Must Not Fear Daylight Just Because It Almost Always Illuminates A Miserable World.

I Like Subversive Humor, Freckles, Women's Knees And Long Hair, The Laughter Of Playing Children, And A Girl Running Down The Street.

The Present Reeks Of Mediocrity And The Atom Bomb.

Everything We See Hides Another Thing, We Always Want To See What Is Hidden By What We See. There Is An Interest In That Which Is Hidden And Which The Visible Does Not Show Us. This Interest Can Take The Form Of A Quite Intense Feeling, A Sort Of Conflict, One Might Say, Between The Visible That Is Hidden And The Visible That Is Present.