Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, and raised in Caracas, Venezuela, my artistic sensibility was shaped by the lush tropical landscapes, organic forms, and vibrant beauty that surrounded me. My grandmother, an artist who explored different mediums with fearless creativity, was also an early influence, inspiring in me an appreciation for artistic freedom and expression.
My work explores the relationship between nature, movement, and the human form, particularly the graceful curves and quiet strength of the feminine silhouette. I am drawn to the fluidity of natural forms, the way they bend, unfold, and transform, finding beauty in their subtle imperfections.
Working primarily with hand-built paper clay, I approach sculpture intuitively, without preliminary drawings or a predetermined outcome. My creative process is an intimate dialogue between emotion, memory, and touch. Impressions of places I have visited, shapes encountered in nature, and feelings I may not consciously recognize seem to reside somewhere between my mind and my hands. As I work, these experiences intertwine and gradually reveal themselves through the clay.
Sometimes the deeper meaning of a sculpture becomes apparent only long after it is completed. Looking back at a piece, I may recognize traces of a particular moment in my life, an emotion, or a period of transformation. What began as an instinctive gesture becomes a reflection of my own experiences, capturing something that words might never fully express.
I often leave my sculptures white and unglazed, allowing light and shadow to reveal their textures, contours, and quiet elegance. Painting offers another dimension of expression, where color, movement, and spontaneity guide my exploration of the relationship between intention and chance.
Whether working with clay or paint, I am fascinated by transformation and the expressive possibilities of materials. My work is an invitation to discover the beauty of movement, the intimacy of form, and the connections between nature and our inner lives.
I do not always begin with a story to tell. Sometimes, the story reveals itself through the clay.
Where a writer finds expression through words, I find mine through clay.