We are alone. Some people capture their message more effectively than others. Connections take place. It is a way of sharing our solitude. I was lucky to meet my father-in-law when I was 22. I admired him; he was my hero. He helped me when I was young and restless. He showed me a way out of my anger. Young people have a lot of energy and it has to be channeled. He must have understood my potential before I did.




When I was young I thought I would become successful through my paintings but when I visited the Paris museum it dawned on me that the masters such as Ingres and Van Gogh were in a league of their own and the ones that were still alive such as Dali and Picasso were beyond the level of my reach. It was when I saw my father-in-law working with gold that I had the premonition that he was discovering a new way for us.



A new door had been opened, a new approach for making sculpture you could wear that no one had thought of before. Gold is a fabulous metal. For me it is a faithful friend, I understand it, I love it and it gives me back all the love I put in working it.