Painting is as natural as breathing; it happens despite everything and while the world runs at its own pace. It comes suddenly, driven by a flow of emotions and memories, and an urge to express them. The starting point is always color; I choose it instinctively and let myself be guided through swift associations of form and sound. Once I have a brush in my hand, there is no stopping me. My spirit is overtaken with a creative flow that sublimates the rich and intense experiences of my life into a work of beauty, hope, and peace.
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