My artistic work is a recreation of all that relates to the urban habitat. Taking my environment as the source of my inspiration, I begin with the architectural spaces in which time inevitably has left its mark.
In principle, I used the specific elements that characterize our architecture, as reasons. Mainly inherited from the colony, to this day it feeds into the facades, parks, plazas and interiors. Although in the same way that I have accumulated real images of buildings and streets throughout the city, I tried to savor every corner, inquire into its spirit: to feel, beyond what is seen.
My artwork is the result of all this, I cannot escape the relentless abandonment of humankind to what has given them shelter. On the other hand, I also cannot escape the true maternal instinct of these structures, although helpless, still host in silence, humanity in need of protection. The oddity being that this exchange benefits both parties. Any of our neighborhoods can scream for help yet they breathe life, laughter, tears and joy.
A first glimpse, my work would nullify any presence of the individual or the social order. The truth is I do not paint buildings or cities, or urban landscapes. Above all, I try to create so that it's the soul that transpires. Lights on and off, windows that open and close, souls that peak, look, endure, silent, they are always there, inside and behind the forms.
Currently I am working on pieces which I intend to represent graphically the cluster of sensations that these fears cause. Parting from the abstraction, using crowds as inspiration, overlapping planes almost infinite, forming the dissimilar living spaces of our cities, I insist on the use of white canvas as an escape to this unintentional vacuum. As an individual, I feel the weight of this mass of people and things...I know those who constantly suffer from breathlessness. White proposes an unknown underlying universe, in which behind, lurks the boundless.