Sculpture
How can a human being, enslaved by language, experience something that is not linguistic? Speaking already presupposes a distance from what is happening. What is sought here can be found neither in thinking nor intuition; goosebumps come closer to it than the retina.  At the end of words, we must journey toward something not yet a word, something that does not exist unless it is embodied, and that is all the more present the less it is known. The artist fashions toys that provoke unexpected collisions of disparate phenomena in the mind of the observer. There is a purpose in view, even if no certain destination exists.