...at the end of the 80's

December 1989
Began a new stage ...








I felt that things would be like never before.My room was my studio.
An event would chande everything...
I was isolated!

* December 1989 *

The end of the school year.
The farewell of friends and love.
I was confused with everything.I felt strange.
I had to paint.
Paint was like breathing!

"When She Walks"- watercolor on paper/ 1990

Katia was a sweet and beautiful friend.
Her innocent image awakened in me an interest in figurative.
Represented the Perfection in adolescence...

1989

and my abstract and surrealism take new direction