Language fails me when an elaborate explanation is needed, as the work has estranged from me since its birth. I believe that art is the most open form. People are all artists but not all of them make artworks. When facing the same piece of artwork, everybody has different feelings (sad or happy) arising from individual experience and different viewpoints of the world, but all of which are justified. In my case, I make sensatory inquiries which have no perfect linguistic interpretation. It happens that my answers always invite new inquiries which drive me to go on to destroy and reconstruct.

image @ gallery and artist