The Dot: My Origin

The dot is where it all began. For me, it is more than just a simple stroke; it is the beginning of everything. It’s the place where a line is born, the first step of any creation. In my faith, the dot holds an even deeper meaning. Its circular, perfect, and endless shape represents God to me: infinite, eternal, and perfect. It reminds me that all creation comes from a divine origin, and everything I design and paint is a manifestation of that boundless love.

This is how I see my art: as an extension of my essence, my emotions, and my spirituality. Because for me, my hands don’t do what I see… they materialize what I feel.

It all started when I was a child. I painted absolutely everything I could find, from sheets of paper to makeshift walls, with the unwavering support of my greatest accomplice: my grandmother. She was the one who taught me that creating wasn’t just a game, but a way to express the soul. Since then, transforming, designing, and bringing to life what I imagine has become my deepest passion.

Colors speak to me in a way that’s hard to explain. Every shade and shape awakens unique emotions within me that only art can translate