Persian Carpets & DNA

I am not a “black and white” person. I am always fascinated by all the grey shades in between. Sometimes in the grey, I find some sparkles of colors. I should say: I like colors and I look for them in those grey zones – I certainly won’t find any in the blacks or in the whites

People who interest me are usually those with contradictions, those who try the less traveled road. When everybody agrees on something, my instinct tells me to be cautious. When all attack an issue, I try to find something good in it. I often do.

I like Canada, the suburbs … and frames as much – or more – than the paintings within. In Persian carpets with rich and beautiful central motifs, I enjoy looking at the borders.

These days everything seems gene-related. I guess my DNA has a hollow core with “stuff” floating around