Since I was 5 years old I was fascinated by colors in nature. In Mendoza, were I was born, a high mountain city, capital of the state of Mendoza, Argentina, the colors are distinctive and bright. Thus my pencils wore out in no time
Since my father was a prominent architect and an art collector, I was immersed in visual arts very early in life.
My first exposure to art was my father's friend, the world-known Jose Quinquela Martin, whose distinctive brush expressed the activity of the dock workers in the port of Buenos Aires.
I had the fortune to see him working at his studio in La Boca, Buenos Aires when I was but a kid. I watched him for hours and hours and tried to make sketches with Quinquela's very charcoal sticks, attempting to capture my father and him talking about things too difficult for me to understand at that time.
Important influences were Victor Delhez, my professor of etching and Sergio Serghi, my professor in painting and sculpture at the Universidad Nacional de Cuyo Escuela de Bellas Artes (that carries my fathers name). Victor Delhez, whose work was influenced by Durero's School, illustrated the New Testament for Pope Pius XII in the late 50's. I cared little for etching and sculpture, but through him I learned about Rodin. But he taught me work discipline … he always repeated to us students, "Art is a serious work." I was attracted by color then as I am now!
During my six-month visit to Europe with my father when I was 17, we walked our feet off !! For I wanted to see every museum, every Church, big or small, in Italy, Greece and Spain. With the exception of Gaudi in Barcelona I was thrilled by everything I saw.
Years later, after my graduation from art school, I discovered a small lithographic work from Diego Rivera in my father's studio. Something clicked inside me. I felt such a strong chemistry with it! I began to see and study all about Diego Rivera. At that time I was painting some religious murals and he was my inspiration. My father, himself, a good accuarellist, overlooking my work like a protecting shadow, advised me to not to go too close to Diego's work for fear of becoming a copycat
Later in life my murals had that earth coloring and the same nostalgia of a proud great Mayan culture almost lost forever there in the far north. But in the south, in the Incan realm, they were colorful and bright for me.
My grandmother on my father's side was a pure Inca. I carry her profound introspective view with me -- those images of the south: the bright skies, the open spaces, and the high bare mountains, the changing colors everywhere. In fact, life is color!
The artists who now make a big impact on me are Chagall, Gauguin, Diego Rivera, Siqueiros, Georgia O'keefe and Gorman with their simple yet powerful expressions.
Here I am, retired at last, capable of fulfilling my long life dream to be an ARTIST. I am here now in front of my white canvas knowing that each rendering will be a growing experience and the skills dormant for many years will be awakened from their deep sleep to offer to my viewer the beat of my self.
SINCE MY VIEWERS ARE ENTITLED TO ALL MY RESPECT, I GIVE THE BEST OF MYSELF IN EACH OF MY PAINTINGS. WITHOUT MY VIEWERS MY WORK HAS NO SENSE EXCEPT FOR MY OWN ENJOYMENT. BUT VISUAL ART IS MEANT TO BE SHARED AND ENJOYED BY OTHERS.
THEREFORE EVERY PIECE I DELIVER FOR MY VIEWERS TO SEE IS THE BEST OF ME, AT THAT VERY MOMENT. EVERY PIECE RENDERED IS A CHALLENGE AND EVOLVING PROCESS, THE PRODUCT OF INTROSPECTIVE SERIOUS THINKING. IT MUST DELIVER A MEANINGFUL BUT YET PLEASANT MESSAGE TO THE EYE.