I was born in Cuba in 1965. When I was 6 years old, I wrote “God help me to be a painter.”
Painting was my only interest during my entire childhood. I went from first grade through high school, isolated in an inner world of colors and images. Outside this world, life looked dull and dreary. Even teachers’ voices were only a distant echo; meaning nothing to me.
In 1983, I was accepted in San Alejandro Academy of Arts, in Havana. I was reborn then. From that moment on, the mystery of colors and images became an obsession, a fascination, a path…