Why I Paint
I have painted for love, for memory, for forgiveness, for hope, for passion,
to find myself,
to hold hands with the whole world.
I have painted to fly with the birds, sing like a child,
invent the poetry of colors.
I have painted to be a cloud, luminous in the clear blue sky,
a field of sunflowers, in a hot summer day,
a wave, always the same and always anew,
like a firework against the rock of life.
I painted to live, I painted to dream,
I painted to heal,
I painted to be free.
I paint to hold other people's heart in my hand,
hear their laughter, see the tears of joy in their eyes,
be by their side as they fill themselves with the light from my world.
I paint because words are too thin and sounds are gone.
I paint to make the pigments of earth reach the stars.
I paint with innocence and gratitude.
And above all, I paint so that you know, Beauty is inside of you.