The purpose of my work and the intent of my life is finding the harmony within the chaos. At times I destroy by tear-ing paper apart to create again. I de-compose to compose again. I look around, I observe, I feel and in a fraction of a second I focus on a detail that takes me within and is in that dimension that I create (a diversity of cadences, rhythms, textures). I love working slowly and rhythmically with my hands: it is this flow that gives my practice the gift of fluidity as one figure continues to the next one, integrating fragments of images that give a new meaning to the colors and forms I see outside.

The act of defining the new shapes by dissolving the previous represents how everything is co-related, as the choices made, can have different outcomes, and create infinite and unique realities. I create patterns that become a version of the images I started with an intuitive and iterating approach, as each time I apply to the result of the previous forms. The interiorisation -of the act of cutting, of tear-ing, of breaking the paper randomly but following one rule: not leaving angles – suggest my need to control most of my acts.

It is because of that “regulating ego” and my unease, that it took me almost 45 years to say: I am an artist (without feeling fear, remorse, guilt). The act of tear-ing apart generates countless emotions, exploration to different whereabouts. I correlate paper with trees that “have given their lives so -we humans- can communicate through paper”. TEAR-ing paper in an almost sacred way, carefully, slowly feeling the shape that each fragment takes, as if they were leaves falling from the trees in autumn, hearing the echo of the wound trunks, transformed forever.