Sometimes the outside world is too noisy.
At those times I withdraw into myself.
I become silent, I embrace my own colors.
When darkness and light touch
my inner voice speaks to me: “You are still here.”
There is a return in this work,
but not outward but inward, just like me.
It is as if each color is a peeling away of one of my emotions.
The warmth of my colors is entwined with the depth of my silence.
