I imagine painting as a game in which I take both an active and reactive stance. This strategy creates the opportunity for each work to construct itself from minimally calculated spontaneous moves, setting off "supervised accidents" that can activate the endless resources of the medium.
The purpose of this game is to both cause and witness a flow of unpredictable events unfolding in space; to reveal figures or landscapes of the unknown and then suddenly arrest this fluid process, freezing it at its point of maximum electricity.
The fleeting, perfect moment of maximum tension, however, seems resistant to being captured. Its beauty is only perceived for a fraction of a second, and then vanishes forever. The attempt to capture it then becomes the incentive to begin the next painting...