When I am in my studio, with my tools and paints, I inhabit a strange sensorial space. My mind travels back to all the places I visited, as I evoke all the scents, colors, and sounds I experienced: Climbing mountains with Tibetan nuns; in the desert, on a camel’s back, letting the sand blow on my face; or on the Amazon, Nile, and Yangtze rivers, letting the rivers reflect on my feelings. I journey through Angkor Wat and Petra and embrace the ancient Silk Road. I get lost in the African Continent and climb the mountains of Patagonia, Colorado, and Bhutan’s Tiger’s Nest. I hear the notes of Portuguese fado and Spanish flamenco and revel in the dazzling scenographies of Japanese kabuki and the Peking Opera. Every sense and experience I conjure affects my work. Each connects with my ears, eyes, nose, tongue, and hands, leading me to my world.
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