There is a mystery hidden in a spontaneous, and at the same time well guided brushstroke. The frozen emotion that is embedded in such a stroke melts in the eye of the spectator, and releases its flavors and fragrances. Avoiding the control of ever alert reason, it penetrates the uncharted areas of our inner space. And as it reaches the level in us that, perhaps, makes us more human than any other aspect, it touches the cords of emotion, intuition and that mysterious and eternal longing of our soul.
Such is the power of the brushstroke."