STATEMENT

My first aesthetic experience happened in the garage of my maternal grandfather: a mystical man, a war veteran and truck driver, who knew how to give me the gift of fantasy and the ability to transform human objects into things from other worlds. My first natural landscape and playground had lagoons made of puddles of black motor oil, a mountain range of shiny rims and giant tires, embraced by fumes and breath of exhaust, and smells of steam and hot tire. Since I was a child I understood that there was not only one common nature but as many as living beings. I understood that "reality" was a complex constellation of universes produced and imagined by every living body on the planet.

My works and projects emerge from a drive to understand the invisible and vaporous, the air as the only common living body that goes through everything that exists, shapes it, transforms it and affects it as we oscillate between life and death. From industrial and artisanal processes, travel stories and physical or poetic displacements, my artistic practice weaves a web of stories, scenarios and objects that question the human tensions of reality, matter and time.