Imperfect things, old walls that lost the paint in the years, tables worn out by use and patch clothes have always draw my attention . .. All can begin with an special finding, a branch, a thought provoking clothe, a bit of plastic…. then the process begins. I seat on my workshop, I abstract from everithing and I start thinking with my hands. Later the pieces appear. I observe them and I understand tha even just made, had existed forever, just need to be materialized. They are my ‘old’ pieces and while looking at them, I know they have always been in my head meanwhile wating patient to be discovered among the draws of my memory.