An artist can achieve the illusion of an external reality, and obtain effects whose naturalness makes them in everything similar to life - in “Sculpting Time” by Andrei Tarkovski
During the daily walk the look seeks different figures. An imagined scientism arises. Taken to the studio, they are placed on a neutral black background. Displaced and isolates, they take on a new identity. Briefly, I live with the forms, still fresh. New beings travel from nature to my imagination. Awake memories dormant by time. Visions. Formless monsters, elegant dancers. Remains existing only for a few moments. Figures created, assembled, sculpted in the form of a unique and momentary physiology.
The investigation of the contours and colors under different angles of incidence of light and the manipulation that transfigures, marks the passage of time. The beauty of youth that inhabits the collective imaginary at the expense of the old age is questioned. The refuted and hidden wear is exposed. Research that could only show the marks of time points to a reconsideration of what is deteriorating. Bloom and wither, be born and die. Degradation reveals a new existence. Nature is not dead.