My work emerges from a gesture of radical transformation: I rescue what society discards and transform it into living matter. Food wrappers, ropes abandoned on beaches, plastic straws, and fragments of industrial waste are cut, sewn, burned, and assembled with obsessive patience until they blossom into compositions that expand from the wall, like untamable organisms.

My pieces tension two irreconcilable worlds: the organic nature and the rawness of the artificial. In this clash, a powerful paradox emerges: the inert becomes movement, the polluting becomes beauty, the banal becomes experience. I don't disguise materiality, I don't soften the plastic or hide its condition; on the contrary, I exalt it, making it explode with color, volume, and energy, as if nature itself were reclaiming space within the artificial.

What you see are irruptions. Works that don't conform to the passivity of the wall; they escape, overflow, inviting us to be touched, explored, discovered. They are a pause in the accelerated cadence of the everyday: a moment in which time is suspended and the gaze is shaken. I try to break patterns, compositional laws, and harmonies.

These pieces don't whisper or seek harmony. My works shout, sing, dance, jump. They are vital and provocative, carrying an energy that both disturbs and fascinates. When we confront them, we witness how waste—a symbol of consumption and waste—becomes a visceral ode to the power of transformation.