I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.
I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul.
Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.
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