Work · Donde rozan los recuerdos

El vacío de las caricias

76 × 62 cmWooden frame, porcelain, metal mesh

The furrows and the hollows of my skin. Birds fill my skin with scars, with their claws perplexed by loneliness, the wind overwhelms me and fills me with its feathers, my mouth, my lips want to sound, to raise their voice and tell the secret of the parakeet's caress, which with its claws hurts me so much, my hands want to gesture, my lips, to speak, the parrot's caress will not let me. It was not a bird, it was not a parakeet, it was not a parrot, it was its caresses, trapped in my pain. In my silence.

Piece from the series Donde rozan los recuerdos (first solo exhibition, Abstrata Gallery, Madrid, May 2025), in its current version. To ask about availability or to see the piece, write to me.