Artworks
Enter the workshop, smell the wet mud, feel the heat of the oven, see the shapes of the half-baked pieces, and the mud between the hands, disconnect from everything and get into work
The mud absorbs me and makes me lose the notion of time. The hours pass, and in silence my hands begin to shape the mud; it is the beginning of a new work, a secret confession between the mud and me. My artworks are emotions, feelings and experiences; to convey what I feel at every moment, while my hands work the clay, I can laugh, but also cry.
For me, ceramics is watching the world, looking at it from another perspective to become aware of what we are and what we live for.
