About

I grew up amidst chaos and discovered art thanks to my mother.

For me, art hasn't been a vocation or a choice, but rather a lifeline.

My first experience with art was pouring black paint onto a sheet of paper and folding it in half. There, the cosmos and chaos appeared before my eyes.

I was born and raised in a country and region of contrasts and inequalities, in a very complex socio-political environment.

My life and my creative path were marked from the beginning by absence, abuse, violence, fragmentation, and noise. As a child, I found refuge in art, a place that I had grown throughout my life because it has allowed me to heal. A place of resilience. Making art it's my way of connecting with the world and processing my experiences within it. When I was a kid, I loved museums because they were large, peaceful, and serene, completly different to my everyday life. I wanted to live there for understand why some people where able to do so fantastic things and others so terrible stuffs.

Studying and making art is what has maintained coherence in my life because art has been the only "logical" structure I've had. It's where I've been able to heal and grow. Producing art is what keeps me alive.

It's the best I have could do in my circumstances, like anyone else.

I just want my work to be as honest as possible, at least with myself. Because it's the only answer I have in front this world.

Its all about of keep triying that what I do can be for others that strange place of serenity that art is for me. I continue doing this to share the only place in the world that I feel is truly my own.