Presentation

Let’s say that I’m like a collage taken from pieces of life and forgotten anecdotes, Perhaps I’m condemned to be part of the chain of forgotten anecdotes of some other lost being in the sea of moments that precede us and the others that await us. I am like the light on the verge of being extinguished in a candle: sometimes bright and shiny and some others weak and almost extinguished. It’s in this dimmed light that I reconstruct myself everyday and draw a new existence with dark outlines at times and some others almost imperceptible ones.