The act of painting brings
me to a physical state in which forces coming from inside (remembrances,
visions) and an external call (a landscape, a human sight) meet in an external
charge which pours through me but uses fields unknown to me.
The outcome seems to proceed
from a conjunction of a rather chaotic state of mind, with a concentration
acute and precise, leading to an experience of oneness which materializes
in the painting.
