My father was a great artist. He brought a lot of joy to peole with his art. He surrounded himself and anyone near him with art, with humor and with tremendous wisdom. All women seemed to adore him, it was his charm, his outlook on life.

He loved to travel and he took us everywhere with him, while he painted, we ate, we swam and we absorbed all of the culture around us. It was a special time, a time to see the world and feel free and safe. What a lucky life for me, for my brother and both my father and mother.