VOLCANIK 1 Nº 11 — original — - Limited Edition 1 of 1 Print

As an architect in France, I had the sensation of working only with my brain. Well-rooted traditions and endless rules were distorting my most intimate convictions. When I came to Guatemala in 1985 I had a revelation, thanks to the Indigenous people: for them, art is not a commodity, it still illuminates their everyday life. So, I also could start creating, with my agile hands, the movements of my anxious body, the words that come to me at night, or whatever material on hand. And I could tell it all: my thirst for the delicate, in our so brutal world — delicate gestures and thoughts are the seal of a civilized mind —, tell the importance of celebrating love, my rage in front of the way we treat our planet and all living things, and also my joy when just causes prevail. I’ve been creating art since, experimenting in techniques and media, learning through books, exhibits, and with artistic communities. In over 30 years of creation I have gone between very elaborate projects to more minimalist endeavors, all with a definite committed posture, but in my bi-dimensional production I indulge in more abstract, almost thoughtless practice, letting go of my hand on papers of all kinds.