Growing up with women, bullied as a boy, my art explores the constant effect of life and relationships. Growing up in Mexico, I always preferred to play ‘la casita’, a kids' game where each one takes a role of the home. Along name-callings and coming from a broken home, my life has been of solitude. Being my own companion I was left to wrestle with my thoughts. My work gives birth to the explanation of all that has happened from those younger years up to date. 
While creating art, first the form appears; then, it morphs in the process to take its final existence. Usually my ideas are triggered by a specific object that I want to incorporate into a piece, for instance yarn or a dress. Given that there’s always an overall context – of the constant thoughts, wrestling with society’s standards, yearning for lost relationships, and emotional attachment – I begin to work on a piece. In the process of making it, the piece constantly changes, until almost always by catharsis it takes its final form.
On a latter installation, a figure covered by a stained sheet lays immobile on the ground. The unconscious man that lies on the floor is surrounded by papers with drawings of vaginas and glucose diagrams. A recording repeats itself saying “I need to be your husband, I cannot be your wife.” This piece is an example of the thematic of my work, the battle for identity, the emotional pain. It collides together trying to give an explanation, but it still remains in a dream-like atmosphere unable to find a concrete response.
