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series 'Faces'
As love, my faces are lines, coloured lines as rivers going beyond the glance
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series 'Cypresses'
Light moves cypresses and it is like the infinite would move the wind. Painting them is a continuous epiphany.
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Poems and writings
Writing for me is like painting. I found my sense of life through the mystery of poetry, which just as colour is born free, unique alchemy between words and dreams
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Tromphe l'oil
Light is what determines a good trompe loil. One could define is a painting in the wall but it is inappropriate.
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