"The traces of time and their beautiful imperfections, the ephemeral nature of things—that is what I have been painting in ink for years, gently immersed in the philosophy of Wabi-Sabi.

Some borrowings from calligraphy and the singularity of Japanese culture have enabled me to liberate my artistic practice, which oscillates between wash and line, according to the emotion of the moment"

"Painting or writing what remains within oneself, despite distance"

"The traces of time and their beautiful imperfections, the ephemeral nature of things—that is what I have been painting in ink for years, gently immersed in the philosophy of Wabi-Sabi.

Some borrowings from calligraphy and the singularity of Japanese culture have enabled me to liberate my artistic practice, which oscillates between wash and line, according to the emotion of the moment"

"Painting or writing what remains within oneself, despite distance"

"The traces of time and their beautiful imperfections, the ephemeral nature of things—that is what I have been painting in ink for years, gently immersed in the philosophy of Wabi-Sabi.

Some borrowings from calligraphy and the singularity of Japanese culture have enabled me to liberate my artistic practice, which oscillates between wash and line, according to the emotion of the moment"

"Painting or writing what remains within oneself, despite distance"

"The traces of time and their beautiful imperfections, the ephemeral nature of things—that is what I have been painting in ink for years, gently immersed in the philosophy of Wabi-Sabi.

Some borrowings from calligraphy and the singularity of Japanese culture have enabled me to liberate my artistic practice, which oscillates between wash and line, according to the emotion of the moment"

"Painting or writing what remains within oneself, despite distance"