All of us travel through a tiny world, with an existence that we perceive enormous, but in reality,  it is so tiny that it is not even observed by others. And in that minimum dimensional space, events happen, which due to their relative small impact, are not noticed; with my painted images I try to make them seen and felt.

Recognizing life as a miniature, I find pitiful, cynical, humorous and beautiful images that speak about the details of the lives of others, about my one life; trying to understand what happens in the enormous universe of trifles.

With extremely detailed and meticulous lines, I present my perception of life, in miniature. Technically neat, my small formats are painted  in egg tempera, on wood panel. In each miniature, I write a legend, which, far beyond explaining what is portrayed, sharpens the ironic sense of each piece. And if you really want to understand the detail, pay attention.

Sometimes it's funny how we think that our own lives are unique, that no one suffers like us. And when we realize that there are also others, when we review the circumstances that the other is going through, we realize that yes, perhaps we believe we are individuals, but we are also so empathic, so equal, so serial, that our singular identities collapse. We all suffer from the same calamities; we are all devoured by the same caterpillar.