There was a time when it erected strong, powerful, splendid. Beauty was part of its anatomy and it was part of a complex forest full of life where wind combed its organic physiology, the rain was its perfect partner and the strong and burning sun warmed its essence. Now it lies on the beach, with a new face, prostrate without vigor, without strength, without splendor. What was once beautiful, powerful and splendid; now, is part of a new reality, deformed, exposed to the inclemencies of that weather that previously served it as an ally and now turns against to deform the depths of its vitality.
My work focuses on the disturbance of the supposed created reality. Far from the established parameters embedded in our minds with the continuous bombardment of images that reflect the contemporary society in which we live. A reflection on this massive scourge of perfection and, in turn, a convulsive reflection of my state and the need to keep my spirit in balance. Searching for a parallel beauty. Altering the image by destroying its intrinsic beauty and creating a new one with a different meaning. Anonymous project: purer, without gender, race, age or condition.
