I believe art is food for the soul. Parallel to my personal development and my view of the world and humanity, my artistic path has gone through various stages and forms of expression.

Questions constantly arise: What is art? What does it mean to me? What should my contribution be? What is happening in the field of art today? What does the world need today? – My works are an attempt to answer these questions; they express what I myself cannot put into words.

An intuition, a poem, a feeling, an impression draws me into the creative process, this initial act of will that accompanies every creation. After this first impulse, my ego withdraws and gives space to the work just sketched, sensed, or emerged, like a being in the making. And, as if it were indeed a newborn, I listen and try to recognize this being before me. It is still separate from me, but my soul longs to connect with it.

We enter into a dialogue of colors and forms. I let the image speak for itself, with questions and answers that require the intervention of my thoughts and acquired concepts. And here begins the long, sometimes very long and arduous struggle. It becomes a battle with myself, a power struggle: the use of intellect, the feeling of incomprehension and the inability to connect with the work, the desire to control the image...

I await that wonderful moment when the work works directly on my soul, without preconceived ideas, without finished images, when it speaks to me without needing me: the completion, the image speaks for itself, is independent of me.

It is.