They say that the world is urgent for sustainability, but human beings also have urgency in it. From one day to the next, we were all forced to rethink our lives with the pandemic and the consequences (immediate and long-term) that it generated. The lockdown allowed us to look for the sustainability of our soul and state of mind. Humans concluded the inevitable - after all, we need art to support ourselves.
These paintings were the result of this capacity imposed by life: suddenly, faced with reinventing myself within what I call home, I felt coerced to calm my spirit, to outline a new rhythm. Feeling the honesty of the artistic process: colors, shapes, lines invaded the four walls of each and every house, around the world, behind hungry people immersing themselves in self-knowledge. These museum houses that we started to inhabit revealed the artist's soul, naked and exposed, inviting the viewer to be part of that intimate reality.
Each of these works shows, in a way, the face of the world. I opened the colors of my dreams, of my stories, of my interior. And so this cycle of sustainability is perpetuated, in which the truth seems to be the epicenter of what the pandemic came to teach us.
