Acrylic and collage on paper mounted on board / 2015
Women who sit on benches to talk about life and their friends
Mixed media on canvas / 2015
Mixed media on wood / 2014
Acrylic on paper / 2013
End of Victory
Acrylic on paper / 2012
Acrylic on canvas / 2013
La tarde furiosa (The Raging Afternoon)
Acrylic on canvas / 2011
Acrylic on canvas / 2010
Exploring love and the many ways people avoid it and embrace it.
Mystical beings, cloaked and masked that appear as if they were playing in a psychological landscape, lit with bright colors that resemble carnies or high frequency waves.
Hidden behind cloaks are fears, loneliness, longing, desire, lust, love and power. Sometimes hidden as deceit other times as protection.
In the never ending game of heartbreak people engage in multiple relationships trying to have fun or creating smoke screens for their self-inflicted wounds. Always wanting to belong yet too afraid to be vulnerable and too reluctant to admit we deserve love.
This is an exploration on the many disguises we use to charm others into believing we are wonderful, colorful beings and as we parade through life in our empty shells, we decorate it with honors, followers and likes, as if these were substantial attributes that will safe us at the end.
As I wander through the world, I do it with a sketchbook always at hand. Everywhere I've been, every moment of my life has ended up, one way or another, in my visual journals.
These journals are a way of documenting my passing through life. In them, I have collected stories, names, numbers, places, phrases, doodles and garabatos, that often time have ended up being a study for a painting.
However, this is not the sole intent of my visual journals. They are, on their own way, their own paintings. Their strength does not rely on size but on their intimacy, on their sense of privacy and quietly they express many aspects of my own self that often goes unnoticed to the naked eye.