I am a self-portrait artist.
In front of the lens, like an open surgery, the shutter makes up my version of a confessional booth. If photography is my language, I speak self-portrait and lighting is my accent. In a frame, beyond information, I magnify the exploration of a discovery. In the essay “Plato’s Cave,” Susan Sontag talks about a promise that comes with photography from its origin: " to democratize all experiences by translating them into images."
My work retakes this idea about being broken into life and what results is a portrait that reveals an oscillation of the self. The image confides, from how it was to be found by adulthood in the middle of the last stumble with childhood, or how it was to give up a belief that the rest hold on tight, to how it felt to see first hand the infinite universe that love is, to surrender to it without battle.