¡And how beautiful the shout given by your silence! Painting

It all starts with an urge from my soul, one bigger and greater than my own will, unavoidable, inevitable. I go back to the very beginning, to the basics, to the craft, to what my hands are able to do. Pencil, paper and ink. Line, mark and gesture. Simple shapes and colors that appear through play, error, accident and doubt; where emotion is the one who’s speaking. Process and imperfection become the essence of a work, in which the only pursuit is the miracle of beauty. Repeating one single image until amazement, doing it in a thousand different ways: the ones I know, the ones I sense, the ones I invent. Escaping from knowledge, and allowing my painting to be touched by play and emotion. Here it is where the possibility of something new appears. As Gilles Deleuze wrote: "Perhaps the peculiarity of great art is to pass through the finite in order to rediscover, to restore the infinite"