Each canvas is the result of my personal experiences and of the inspiration I draw from the people I have met along my journey who support me and open new possibilities. I continually question art in terms of its function—its capacity to transmit emotions and feelings—as well as its symbolic power and ability to spark reflection.

Philosophy, in its very etymology, has revealed further possibilities through Sophia; through images and colours I can convey life‑shaping concepts that give order and meaning to our existence while forging bonds of inspiration.

Art is a mirror in that it says more about the viewer than about the artist. As a creator I may not grasp the full context in which a work will be seen, yet it can end up resonating and taking root in each person far beyond anything I could have anticipated.

I weave origami, balloons and flowers into seascapes, outer‑space scenes and the landscapes of Tlaxcala and Sonora, integrating them so their presence makes sense within the concept of the work. Perhaps because of this way of painting and thinking, I have what people call a recognisable line of work, and most of my pieces are known for it. Oil, a generous medium, lets me make thematic turns on every canvas without losing the underlying concepts, allowing me to discover new ways to express myself without falling into repetition.

My play with painted textures, transparencies and block‑like square or rectangular brushstrokes is inspired by Van Gogh, generating an effect of depth, movement, journey and transformation. Applications of gold leaf, which I have maintained in my work, function as a cohesive thread among my paintings.

If one decides to be a painter, one must accept the risk of appearing ridiculous. One must also find subjects that are truly absorbing; without a theme capable of consuming the author, one automatically falls into mere decoration. True art always returns us to the vulnerability of the human condition. I feel hungry for life, and hungry as an artist—for the thrill of creation. Life is so short, and as long as I can paint, I want life to continue. I do not consider myself talented, only receptive; I could have been nothing but a painter. Everything I do translates into painting.

Imagination will often take us to worlds that never were—yet without it we would go nowhere.