I live far on the eastern continental fringe of a mythical land called Can-ah-da, a strange land inhabited by very tall, very polite hobbits. In this place where many trees, tall pines among them, I create images and poetry. Art and poetry have strong similarities for me. Both are a search for meaning, for beauty. I enter an unordinary space, with different rules. Everything I know is there with me, as well as everything I don't. Only a little memory follows me when I come out of that space, but it doesn't matter, because I have the image,...more