I think that in Bali my painting is becoming more and more interesting, my spatula strokes are humming, my creation is exploding. This lost place, this island with its scent and dazzling exoticism. This country is made for me, it speaks to me, makes me happy, pushes me to surpass myself in my creation.
This island, with its scent and its radiant exoticism | 08.02.2000 | Bali
Carnet de voyage de l'artiste peintre
It was still raining all night in Bali. I woke up feeling in great shape. I had not slept for 3 days, due to the intoxication of the tempo!
