« Horizontal line lacuna drawings, or how to entertain the mind when it is sovereignly free. This can be reduced to a whisper. Two elements: the line and the spared white. Positive and negative. But the negative, through play, can become more positive than the positive. How is it that a whisper can fascinate the spectator, hold him captive, envelop him? How is it that a simple modulation can lift the spectator like a slow wave, like a tide? Man suddenly gets in touch with a resting place inside him, vast, unused. A simpler breath. A kind of fulfillment. The answer to a call found deep inside, or found again. The discovery of another dimension of the being which is there, suddenly, familiar. A very quiet, barely smiling reign, « comme une musique.»