Since moving to the US, I started wandering around at the flea markets and collecting old illustration medical books mainly, and I ended up collecting all kinds of books, vintage photos and small treasures. It has been a way for me to be connected to my new country and home through new imagery.
Small ephemeras and old papers speak a lot and they speak loudly. Moving to another country surely did shape my creativity. I started experimenting with these papers and photos. My process becomes an appropriation of these objects by cutting, covering, hiding, (re)assembling in the manner of a palimpsest. The collages evolve and change depending on the material found and available. Selecting an image, cutting a piece of paper and using paper cuts to create another image with a different meaning is a way to be in touch with the world around me. Collaging opens a new perspective of my identity by simultaneously confronting collective memories and individual consciousness. It has been a dialogue with my uncertainty and ultimately connection with the outside world.
For a long time, my collages featured more figurative with anatomical elements. Yet as I was working on those collages, I started to look at the discarded elements from my cuts, scattered across the table and floor. In those remaining shapes and colors became inadvertent arrangements and harmonious patterns. I became an observer. I began to see their potential as organic compositions in their own right, as interesting as the deliberately constructed interplays I had done before. I found myself shying away from the figurative elements to focus essentially on abstract compositions. Using cuts from body parts to create grotesque hybrids seems to aim to a new world concealing art, science and poetry.