Through colorful grids, expressive strokes and faded fig-
ures, I am trying to suggest and lighten up the darkness of

agony for life and freedom. Through stories that recounts
a refugee, a class fight, a personal conflict… grids that
hopes that color won’t hide but reveal the lightest points of
every personal and social resistance.
From the internal battle against an agony, that vainly is
trying to define the paralogs of existence, to the social
roles and blackmails that are enforced in to a person …
The way ones resists in order to be alive, standing and
daring to demand his identity.
Not to subjugate to any state or social Norma, that tries to
condemn and devastate every step against ones will, not

to be treated, named, convicted as illegal, smuggled, inca-
pable, lunatic, different, or dreamer …

In a world where dialectic seems that never reached.
In a world where freedom and life is not a personal choice.
In a world where the exploitation of thoughts and existence
is vulgar and infinite …