The drawing, a passion, at the beginning many brushes and colors, oil, tempera, watercolor, then the profession of architect … for years pencils, inks, glossy papers, up to the computer age, without ever abandoning the fountain pen! Suddenly a loss, intense pain and the re-emerging of the ancient passion little by little. The need to express oneself, to reappropriate a part of myself overwhelmed by everyday life. The need to create my own art workshop, to pick up brushes and colors, to manipulate the plasticity of the oil and to experiment again with the transparencies and the lightness of the watercolor.