The painting is born once the colours are blended.

Most of the times I paint spontaneously, without previously knowing the final result.

Painting is one of the spouts of the fountain of life.

The painter who needs to take out what he carries inside and his paintings, sometimes with a brutal final result, does not always fit in the current trends.

Sometimes, his paintings are a flight to a far away paradise; “some other times” to a lost paradise.

The painter wants to bring real light to the current reality. He is a painter of his time.

The brushstrokes do not close in themselves but they are part of those blocks that give shape to the finished work in an autonomous way and with their own independence. 

Jorge Rando, Paris, June 2004