While I am an artist of Uruguayan nationality, my family roots are European. During times of crisis, recycling was not a question of fashion but of survival. My art is informed and driven by that crisis in European history.
Since I was a child I used to collect uncommon things, like tea and gum wrappers, colored papers, commercial postcards, bus tickets, empty toy boxes, and many things that other people might consider useless. At that age it was hard for me to explain why all that was so meaningful to me. Actually, the act of throwing things out or disposing them had always been something difficult for me. Some time later, in the middle 1990s, when I started studying architecture, I immediately found myself fully drawn to projects made of recycled materials. In fact, I began using found objects for my architectural models.
While it took me a while to trace it, now as a visual artist I understand better what has caused me to favor the materials I work with today – those that somehow have a history behind them-. Every single piece is treasured, and each is part of a whole. Now I understand why I see flowers at garbage piles on city streets.
My past has generated a path along the way to my life in art. Now it is the time for weaving the strands of my memories and emotions in order to be able to reconnect with the wholeness of self.