My painting, it comes from the heart, my soul. I swear I don't give a fuck! These days in Bali are my happiest days. New space, new inspirations.

Pop-Art with me, it's more than art. It's life. It's breathing, like us. It's not just paintings on the wall anymore. I like to stand in front of the easel, starring at the canvas and then jump into it. Paint is my life.

I've chosen these icons. It's so familiar with everybody, it's familiar with me because I care about life around me. Life goes on. Right. But I want to stop, take a view. What’s happened to the world, what's happening to you, to me, to everybody. A bloody deep concern.

I love Geisha, love the Samurai spirit, I hate Bush, I hate war. I like to listen to music, I also hate to fight. Be peaceful, calm the fucking down. This is all I want, just like that!

So, finally it's easy to enjoy art. But at the end, pop-art is not funny. It described itself as a part of the world we all live in.
The 21st Century, greed & convenience are killing love. I hate it, but I cannot live without it, so I hate it. I think everybody will agree with me. That is my P.O.V. share it!