A tortured artist

I started new work on the Samba series which are inspired by the rhythms of Brazilian music. I love all types of music but none inspires more than the Afro beats of Samba. Its like a distant echo of drums from a long forgotten land; the lost memories of a place that one has never been to but remembers.

But the place I remember is real; unreal?

As I paint I am at peace.

However when I am done, I start to doubt. What is this art? Was I just dreaming?