1971 barcelona, spain
The first collage of my life was the cupboard that my grandmother had in the town house.
For a city boy it could be the whole world.
A piece of furniture in which, in addition to its obligatory crockery you could see anything and no matter how disparate or different it seemed to you, or no matter how much its content changed from one station to another, he had his reason…
And so I see life, disparate and different, a Collage where everything has a place And in which you are the one who must decide What do you want to keep in it?
In my work I seek to represent that interior that it costs us so much to teach An interior of beauty and gold, protected by a hard metal.
