The Path of the Fairies. That’s how I called my work many years ago.

In my work and in its evolution there is only one thing that has always been there:
the Fairies. Some call them women, I call them Fairies.

I was raised by seven wonderful women and since I was a child I understood, through them, the meaning of the word “woman” from the point of view of the grandmother, the mother, the aunt, the cousin, the sister, and the friend. I had
the privilege of having each one of them showing me the path; The Path of the Fairies.

The fact that they are always in my work expresses my constant admiration for their struggles, love, happiness, successes, failures and sufferings. They have been there from my figurative beginnings-loaded with messages of struggle and vindication-, up to my current work, where, with abstract forms they hide their figures. They are always there, they appear, they invade my canvas
to possess it.

I do not intend to explore women for their sexuality, which is evident in their physiognomy. I pretend through their forms and the decomposition of their lines, to achieve enigmatic figures hidden in their garden; a garden full of color and life, a life they are capable of creating by themselves to come into the world charged with colors. The garden of the fairies; if you discover them they will invite you to play and you will be able to discover other shapes, dimensions, and colors that celebrate the same nature of women, and color as life itself.