Where does the inspiration for a work come from?
Sometimes it comes from an event that seems to have nothing to do with art, yet profoundly changes the way one looks at the world.
Maternity was born in this way. Not from a project, nor from formal research, but from a real, intense experience that altered my relationship with time, with the body, with fragility.
Faced with the birth of my son, I felt the need to give form to something that could not be explained. Not an image, but a presence capable of holding that moment of passage.
In this case, inspiration was not a vision, but a necessity. The form came afterward, as a silent response to something that had already taken place.