I am happy to say I liked painting or drawing all my life but never really practiced it. It kept circling me all my life but never given them a chance to be part of my life. Until October 2015 when a complex set of circumstances pushed me in the arms of watercolors with decisive determination. It’s difficult to define my technique. It keeps changing, depending on the master that influences me, momentary mood, place, light. I began trying to look for new ways and experiment. Painting brings me joy, and hope of content. As I am almost never happy with the results.

Besides, it does not give peace of mind as Watercolour as a technique is too unpredictable; my Masters always tell me to give it autonomy and let it do half of the work forme. Be patient, wait, observe and act at the right moment. Easy to say to a passionate amateur! You can’t try to control each detail, as it kills the greatest merit of watercolour – spontaneity and freshness. I am constantly under an intensive learning process and I get surprised by the type of paper, or by pigments or brushes.