Art Statement

I question life and ask myself what makes me paint. I do not claim to know the answer; I simply know that I have poetry in my heart. I know as Lord Byron says that there are questions in life that I never stop to ask myself. “What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.”

I try to be alone with my soul to reflect on those happenings of life which cannot be totally understood nor expressed. There is a limit in the understanding and a poverty in the language. As an artist, I can only attempt to translate and transform into a metaphorical and visual image those unnamable and unspeakable moments of life that marvel me and cannot be told in words. I thus, express my self not with a voice but with a brush. After all, the aesthetic experience, has taught me a deeper way of knowing and an inner way of seeing that defies logic and reason, that raises from the core of being like an ocean tide.

Most of my work evoques the DANCE OF A WOMEN through THE SEASONS OF LIFE AND OF NATURE and the unending cycles of birth, death and regeneration. Both humans and nature relate and in a deeper way, mirror each other. The attempt is to perceive deeper, to breakthrough the surface, to open a way to the deeper foundations of life, to retain not only the external appearance and earthy component of the human body, or a tree, but the underlying force, the harmony, the tension, the darkness, the splendor, the secret textures and vibrations of nature and life.

The intention is to reclaim and to behold the meaning, to grasp the movement and the mutable interaction between the opposite forces of life, the visible and the invisible, the describable and the indescribable, the mortal and the immortal, the sacred and the divine.

Throughout this life’s journey, I came to realize, that there is actually no wall between the mystery of life and me. There is only an intangible mist. Nothing will shatter if I try to go through. And whatever obstacles I conceive it’s because I have forgotten to feel, to see deeper, to live, to love, to dream.