My job is an open book for any interpretation which, with feeling and humour, follows the logical of a solid and casually situation, with the meaning that someone insinuates to himself through immages, slipped out, and then, appeared unforeseen, clearly and mysterious: lady, never written fabulous person,obese and lazy masks, animals, magics and common objets, forgotten cultures and rituals, similar to the centuries in the pass, or to those in the future. Extreme imagination, in the explosion of the forms.