SERIE TESTIGOS (Work in progress)
The central theme of this series revolves around an animal observing a scene—a scene these characters keep to themselves.
When alone, we can pay homage to our subconscious, releasing strange substances in the brain that enslave the body, our physical being.
We are slaves to frustrations, fears, disillusionment, bitterness, and rage—all translating into uncommon behaviors that the neural universe autonomously manages.
This series unifies strange addictions and secrets, both confessable and unconfessable. Both are connected by the need for them to remain in the strictest intimacy, by the need to keep them hidden—or not. There is only one witness capable of recounting what happened, but it cannot, does not want to, and does not care to tell.
«CENIZAS»
95 x 160 cm
Oil on wood panel
I inhale you with the force of a nasal wind; I possess you with the same intensity, the same selfishness, and the same irrationality with which you possessed me day after day, year after year. What remains of you, I claim for myself, and I crush and lose you amidst the neurons you once subjugated—neurons that now yearn to find you. Figure it out as best you can.
I no longer envy the dust motes that felt nothing, that merely existed. No longer, because now I am as free... as a bee-eater!
«PAPEL»
105 x 130 cm
Oil on wood panel
I see you fix your gaze on me, expecting me to offer you a piece of my sandwich, as always. But Paco, let me savor and lament with each bite... because a little madness is the best way to preserve sanity.
«RUTINA»
100 x 124 cm
Oil on wood panel
This morning I took the car to be washed and ran into Jose Antonio, the electrician. He told me he had an opening to come fix our outlets. What a scoundrel, an abuser. Never again... only a fool would call him with those prices!
Not bad, that meat!
Get lost, bug!
«EXORCISMO»
124 x 160cm
Oil on wood panel
I writhe and lament... I curse and torment myself, and there's no way to expel the waste and garbage rotting within this perishable matter, longing to perish as long as this torment endures.
I only calm my pain when I forcefully comb my hair, untangling the misery and expelling the demons from my mind. They exit through my hair follicles, manifest, and re-enter through the orifices of this ephemeral substance.
«COPÓN»
150 x 110 cm
Oil on wood panel
Please try to be more discreet, Father Vicente. You've waved that red flag one too many times in an attempt to sway me. Anyone can make a poor choice. If you're not more careful, you'll end up poorer than a church mouse.
«SANTA RITA»
150 x 110 cm
Oil on wood panel
Maria, before you go, we should pray for our souls. You know, if we sin and ask for forgiveness, it's taken care of.
Plus, He knows very well that what's given cannot be undone... and so does Saint Rita!
«BIOLOGAGA»
150 x 100 cm
Acrylic on panel
If I take a shower and have my usual snack, perhaps today the goddess of provision, the goddess of nectars, will see fit to appear.
Pray that it may be so, devout one!
«Sr. VINILO»
150 x 100 cm
Acrylic on panel
I feel the notes tearing at my throat and the melody stuck to the roof of my mouth, while my tongue readily volunteers, shaping the rhythm that accompanies me as I devour some 'rock 'n' roll spaghetti.'
I'll stop now, because a closed mouth catches no flies!
«QUÍMICA MUSICAL»
100 x 150 cm
Acrylic on panel
Descend, Araneida, and let's become one. Chemistry, after all, is a delight, and from this fervent meeting, I both wish and beg for the inevitable reaction.
I vow to you that I'll betray and loathe you, disregard and fail you, through every hardship and adversity, in destitution and despair, in illness and decline… nearly every day of my life… all to the backdrop of that sweet, monotonous, and detestable melody I adore.
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