We are used to life, mainly in the Western society that with colonialism absorbed an huge part of the world, where for being happy we need to consume, to exploit others and finally we aren't satisfied, happy. Why? We are not used to express emotions, to ask and wonder on life, since we were children’s. I see at first mine experience, I'm afraid of losing past, I feel I don't belong with who I were. I want humans and children first to love themselves and life, also if they are not philosophers, everyone has a different way of wondering. Contemplating, observing, and sharing are useful actions. Every thing that makes you feel sense is useful.
I love figurative (not only figurative) art, for colours and shapes, at first, because is something I love to play with and see. But when I see stories, ideas, beyond imagines my mind blows, I feel connections, intersectionality of fights and passions; belonging and freedom.
My works are concentrate mainly on people, on a rebirth of awareness is their gazes, of wonder and emotions. I observe the complicated mind and soul of humans and the strong, fragile, gorgeous, simple world they are part of, the beauty and the fear that moves everything.
Sometimes awareness hurts and crying is ok. That’s a self portrait I did while I was bored odor my responsibilities and confused about my dreams, so I started painting.
I work with materials that at first are seen as junk. For recycling prompts, for understanding where the art ends and starts the confusion, for saving moneys that still aren't mine. Usually red, yellow and blue emerge in my works, cause from the primary colours I get all the palettes I need, without buying lot of tubes. If I create the different colours understanding the need of primary ones, I feel the piece I did is more mine, not an “ready made” (a Duchamp quote says that painting with tubes of colours could be considered a Ready made). I feel more connected with the earth, I study the light and the shadows of what surrounds me, and my hands connect my eyes with the paper. Water could mix, and everything becomes brown. Like the mud when rains.
I paint and as an artist I wanted to look like more to my art, my natural eyes and hair colour is brow, like mug. I have blue mèche, yellow and red glasses.