Quiet evening, the sun goes out outside the window, warm rays illuminate the room and highlight favorite objects. I am not writing an illusory copy, but the trace itself or the state, the inner glow from objects. My thoughts, feelings, emotions are transformed into a kind of creative energy that passes through me like a current and concentrates on my fingertips, then, pasty or light, I seem to sculpt images with paint. In painting, my experience with ceramics is unconsciously repeated. Everyone will see in my work their own "quiet evening", a picture of a state of peace and tranquility.