Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.

Mujer Corteza moves in the interaction between Nature and human beings. Beyond the obvious (bark ["corteza"] allude to the protective layers that we add to our natural layer, the skin), Mujer Corteza is the materialization of my discontent, but also the potential of beauty and the possibility of dissidence with respect to the normative. It is the composition from pain. Feeling is a way of knowing. Feeling the crusts connects me to Nature, to the life from which I often protect myself with more and more overlapping masks. When those masks are unnecessary (therapy involved), they disappear and the mind heals. In fact, any tree is continuously healed by letting the bark go (fall), because otherwise it would suffocate (its sap could not circulate normally). It is part of the natural cycle of life, which is none other than continually healing to survive. Is there a better simile? It is precisely those fallen crusts that I pick up and incorporate into my collages. I work with the traumas of the tree. Once he has overcome them, he teaches me how to overcome them, how to do that learning.