I would like to paint the way a bird sings.

the more I live, the more I regret how little i know

I have made tremendous efforts to work in a darker register and express the sinister and tragic quality of the place, given my natural tendency to work in light and pale tones.

Nothing in the whole world is of interest to me but my painting and my flowers.

For me, the subject is of secondary importance: I want to convey what is alive between me and the subject.

These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.

It was at home I learned the little I know. Schools always appeared to me like a prison, and never could I make up my mind to stay there, not even for four hours a day, when the sunshine was inviting, the sea smooth, and when it was joy to run about the cliffs in the free air, or to paddle in the water.