I have been making collages ever since I was a child. They are my constant companion, pleasure source and the art I make for art's sake. Many are made while travelling – in  Canada, France, Turkey, Germany, Brazil, France, Japan, the Netherlands and in the United States. Collages are hysterical surprises, fragmented landscapes, subconscious or delirious layers,  automatic narratives in the surrealist spirit. Collage are means to collide times, simultaneously forgetting and remembering, whimsically collecting and discarding scraps of everything, to combine the unconscious space of dreams and the foreigner's zone with the stranger's perspective, to spin a magical narrative out of organic elements, tape, childhood drawings, playing cards, discarded books, book covers, postcards, art historical reproductions, magazines, Xerox transfers, anatomic illustrations, an old bible…

Review of Heterotopias, New Mexico Mercury