Sometimes I dream that I commit the greatest Theft of all the times

I take Mona Lisa from the Louvres, Hopper's Nighthawks and Van Gogh's crows flying above golden fields with 2 moons, suns or is it a moon and the sun... I take the basic colours of Mondrian's broad ways of blackness cutting fields of colour lines, I take Jan Steen's humour depicting society, and I take the quiet garden of Monet, the marines of Boudin, I take every form there is to take if you want, like Cezanne, make a picture. A Big Picture ...

I dream that I transform them in tapestry, under tents, in cover, duvets, upon shelled children. Just to hear Cries of the "Civilised World" coming out loud like the one Münch designed on a bridge, if anyone, anybody would be crazy enough to destruct these precious, most wonderful, most beautiful pieces of Art.......

Children !