Born in Nice in the southeast of France, I ventured to Paris to begin my career in visual arts. After studies at the Fine and Graphic Arts school, I crossed the vast breadth of the Sahara. On the other side of the Atlantic, I traveled north through Central America to Mexico and the United States. I traveled light, but never without my leather briefcase in which I carried paper, colored pencils, and pen. They were, the tools of my trade, the instruments of my art, and rare was the time that I was not putting them to creative use. Not until my return to Paris, however, was I able to establish myself fully as a painter and illustrator. By then, though, the center of the art world was the city of New York.