I stand on the threshold of two worlds, separated by the fine veil of memory that stretches between truth and illusion. In this togetherness, my experiences intertwine, sometimes bright and vivid, sometimes hidden in the shadows of oblivion. I am the architect of my own past, constructing and deconstructing it, a constant game of memory falsification in which light and darkness alternate in the shaping of my story.

With every attempt to grasp the fragments of my memory, they slip away from me, transform, elude certainty. This constant reshaping is my being, my struggle for meaning in a sea of ambiguity. I live in a state of disorientation, lost between what was and what could have been.

In this silent dialog with you, the viewer, I reveal the fragility of my world. I am a mosaic of falsification, a riddle that gets lost in the blur of my memories. With every glance you give me, I invite you to explore the fragments of my existence, a journey into the heart of ambivalence, where truth and fiction merge indistinguishably.