El arte está colmado de declaraciones de amor (Art is full of love declarations)

In doing, I find a way to be present in this complex and uncertain time. Respecting not to understand everything. I especially focus on the painting and its tasks that slow down the rhythm and lead me to contemplation, the exercise of holding the gaze. Exploring the limits of matter and gesture, searching through the corners where light is not so clear, rehearsing patience, the will and the doubt. Insisting on the calm before the storm, the nostalgia, dreams and affections. This painting is tinged by new questions that emerge from my moving to Rosario. I approach to Renzi’s doubts, who suggests me to visit Lacámera. Without time, because it’s all the same, his world is mine and of the others too.