I am a self-taught dreamer and artist. I am a creative human and beauty curator.
To dream is my path and to paint is my dream.
Painting fulfills me.
The ritual of preparing my materials, the working table, the music, everything about it makes me happy. Opening the pigment jars, feeling the specific scent of the resin (the medium I paint with), observing the mediums interacting and changing under fire, the peaceful restlessness I feel during the process, the perpetual element of surprise, everything is pure joy for me.
Lack of control is not my strong suit, but in the painting process, things are different. The resin (also known as liquid glass) has a mind of its own and I learn to mindfully let go every time I paint. I allow those liquid color-induced emotions I feel to drive me and take the lead of my hands and at the end of the process, it is just music and bliss.
Resin flowing on the painting surface is like a butterfly unfolding its wings for the very first time, overwhelming beauty and color reveal uniquely surprising patterns ready to fill the yearning eyes and souls. I get to create my own “pupas” and watch them emerge into beautiful “butterflies” on the painting surface.
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I love this painting style because it cannot be reproduced, repeated, or recreated, every painting obtained through these techniques happens only once in an infinity of attempts.
In a way, these paintings are like us humans: one of a kind, for eternity. Isn’t that amazing?