The settlement of the body in the consumeristic society reduces the sharing of the physically. Inside the social network we find the same apartheid. The perverse game of the media between text and image drives out us of tune physically. It’s so hard to escape from a less organic world, always more artificially anthropocentric and racist?
The future settlement between man and artificial memory won't be corrupt from a new economic racist map? 
My works grasp signs that this abandonment is still communicating us. The identity of the subject in the hub of the human relationships is discovered and portrait in the instant of the comparison. The place of the comparison and its image reflected are made to emerge among faces, bodies, couples, skulls and objects. The human being deprived of trendy items, could returns to speak a language of everybody, the originally binocular vision. 
I have laid a trap there, digging under the skin, where shame doesn’t exist. It is there that people have confined their forgotten bodies, as in an old junkyard. Often through the looking glass of the selfie-mania we are distorted, but we must recognize ourselves. This truth is already written in our bones, but we are determined to deny it every day, like in a dead-end. 
Into my images the physical component bursts out, while the engraved sign becomes its nested content, inside a slow cry. An interior way of escape, where we lost confidence at the hands of ability to speak.