I belong to a hyperconnected generation, fascinated with the glow of screens. Mi iphone is probably the first thing I look when I wake up, and the last thing I use before I go to sleep.

My most recent artistic exploration finds links between brightness and information, between love and technology. I understand my own existence across real and virtual places, across the natural and the artificial. I think about plants, my body, I think about flowers and sex. Having a female body endows me with a peculiar sensitivity. Science assures us that such sensitivity is regulated by estrogen. How much does my hormones rule my emotions?

Up until now I have understood art as a self awareness process, as an alchemical process, in which I transform my emotions, my wishes and my aches into symbols, shapes, colors and materailaities.