My experience with Art, Painting is one that started early in life, as I think is common with most Artists. My childhood during the 70s in a Central American country, Panama, full of color, so close to the sea, unexplored, unexploited, multicultural and full of diversity; ethnical, cultural, religious and full of possibility.
I also believe there is a sense of heritage in being a Paintor, an Artist. The ideas, people who influenced my work. Being borned late in the 60s made me somehow inherit the visual languages that established painters where already bringing forth with their work, it was also a time where Realism was big and even more, Fantastical Realism and Magical Realism. Another “information-image” elemnte ever present in my upbirnigng was that brought upon the mixture of cultures. I remember interacting with aboriginal cultures and being amazed by the richness of the content of their symbols. I also remember this: the 1970s as a time rich in “aboriginal-indigenous-precolumbian” motifs; yet this construct-idea goes beyong that of representation, it had to do with a world full of meaning, full of expression.
My evolution as an artist was traditional. Drawing and Art School early in life. Experimenting and free thinking during adolescence, spending endless hours understanding why one painting “spoke” to me more that another; and there I discovered the transcedental aspect of Art. Art as healing. Art as connection to a higher self, or consciousness. Adulthood brought with it, Art School at College in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Even more color and clashes of cultures and ideas; all the way to New Mexico Santa Fe in search of the vastness of space, sky, communion with myself and etching. Another passion.
Most of my carrer developed in my country with a few group shows in Latin America and a few in the United States. Distanced from painting by a career in Psychotherapy, it was the idea of transcedence of self or change that brought me back to the drawing table in search of different meaning and how life, work and maturity had influenced my work and what “languages” would come forth.
Talking with a good arist friend and reviewing my recent work, he came upon a word that seduced me as well as enthralled me: trance painting. The basic idea is that my work seems to sping from an idea and that idea becomes organing, it grows yet it has its own purpose and “shapes”, “meaning” come forth regardless of will. It just appears, as if all creative experiences come forth and speak their own intimate stories.