Strance, oneiric, violent at times, but also shot throughout with humor, these works attempt to weave thogether the conflicting patterns of life and death, dream and reality. Skulls, hats, figures, clothes, become here the bizarre props of sensual and mysterious tales in which the Beauty is salso the Ogre, and in which the setting, a lushly exuberant landscape, is both voluptuosus and fraught with danger. But above all else there pictures deal with questions af matter and form. Eschewing the categories of abstraction and figurativeness, they attempt to speak of painting itself.
