My work constructs abstract spaces shaped by memory, identity, and the layered experience of living between cultures.

​My paintings come from what remains: memory, pressure, intuition, fragments of history, and the way I perceive the world. I do not see abstraction as something empty or decorative. For me it is a way to reach the internal image, the one that appears before I can fully explain it.

 

I was born in Mexico City and have lived between Mexico, California, and New York. Each place has changed my work. Mexico gave me history, density, contradiction, and cultural memory. California gave me space, water, nature, and a slower sense of looking. New York has brought pressure, speed, isolation, and the rawness of people living very close to each other while often seeming far away.

 

I usually begin with an idea, but the real dialogue starts while I am painting. Graphite and charcoal let me trace, dirty, interrupt, and rediscover the image. Acrylic enters in thin layers, more like atmosphere than decoration. The painting begins to guide me, and I try to listen.

 

Figures, structures, bodies, machines, landscapes, and memories often occupy the same space. They do not need to resolve into one clear thing. I am interested in that uncertainty, because I think identity, history, and perception work the same way. We are made from many things at once.

My paintings are a way to understand myself through what I make. They carry personal experience, collective anxiety, cultural memory, and the fragments that refuse to disappear.