My work is the result of how I feel and think about humankind.
Of course love and sex is what keep us busy and can change
our mood from one second to the other.
I see it day by day in everybody around me.
I use everything that is in my hands to express myself.
I do not care if it is correct or not.
I mix ink with oil colours, acrylic, sand... I do not mind.
I learn from my mistakes.
Maybe the mistake is where you have to go to.
There is no perfection and I will not try to achieve it.
I just am and that is good enough.
I think lots.
I think lots about "us".
I try to understand.
I try to make my own idea.
Why we are how we are and why we behave in certain ways.
The human brain it is just unbelievable.
So many tricks.
From all this thoughts and experiences my work becomes alive.
These are just thoughts.
Thoughts that now are reality.
I use everything for it, paper, wood, acrylic paint, collage, walls,
doors... If it comes to me by coincidence, I like it even better.
I try to recycle.
Everything that is not worth, is worth for me.
Honestly and simplicity are qualities I admire and appreciate.
I don't try to make you like me.
I do what I do and I love it.
No limits, no rules.
This is my own world and it is as valid as your own.
My world and yours are not the only ones.
We all live in our own little bubble.
Please do not tell me yours is the real one.