I do not intend to be a poet, if in the line and colors of my painting do not have the poetry of the angels and the warm colors of my sensibility. 

If lyrics translate in rhyme, I try to translate in colors. If the poet plunges in anguish , I try to plunge in light.

Probably there is a difference. Not in art, but in the form. 

I do not have defined style. I have technique, sensibility and deep breath to reach a bigger future.

My work is an example of ideas and union of the ferocity of certain animals, landscapes, flowers, fruits, and artistic nudity. 

Finally, my work breaks the secret called the truth. 

Lucia Borges