Casa dentro

As an artist, after the loss of my grandfather and grandmother and the demolition of their house, I often find myself reflecting on the idea of home and how it transforms within me over the years. How progress can distort years of history, and how the present can feel like an unreachable dream that no longer has room for all that we carry, while still demanding even more from us. My work with color acts as a way of dispelling melancholy, inviting the viewer to engage in dialogue with the artwork, to play with it, to get lost in it, or to remember without the weight of memory, but with the joy of creation.