Raise the flower and smile

A man's work is nothing but his slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

Feeling is the wind in the sails and I steer to find the middle path

Mostly though , I loll in the verandah , with legs stretched out ,and as the afternoon crow caws , the world goes about its business - and I find mine.