For decades painting has been said to be dead.
Let’s share its remains!
Every time I paint, I don’t know why, but there is this feeling of oblivion.
I have forgotten everything I have learnt, seen, heard. I just don’t knowanymore.
I only know that painting must be punched and kicked, otherwise it will become a fossil. I don’t pretend to create “new” images because I thinknew images don’t exist.
I don’t want to show a story. I want to impose an image.
I paint. One day, I’ll tell you why. Ciao!