To make art, it is the responsibility of the artist to modify reality and transform it into an artistic language.
My paintings and drawings, full of peculiar characters prepared to defend that reality called Fantasy, have traveled inside me by way of my life. I do not know when they arrived or when they will depart. I have represented them on a canvas full of colors, passing through the range of sienas and ochres to black and white. My inspiration comes from all places and is in all places, in the whimsical shapes that clouds draw, in lovers having coffee in the most exotic place of a city, in the muse that does not let her artist escape, and the anit-muse that kills him, in the virgin upon the sea who saves men that seek new horizons, in Love, which is the seed and force of all things that exist in our universe.