There really is not much to say about me, the desire to draw a child comes to me when I watched my mother painting her pictures.

In elementary school I won my first and only drawing contest, actually two in one year, the first was national, not because I know that, but I remember with joy the happiness of the teachers and students of all groups because someone at our school, had obtained an award thing that ever happened to us. For me it was unforgettable because when it was announced that someone in my group had won, I never thought to be me. It was quite a party, for our school because he had been the only one of the city.

That same year, a contest was organized within the same institute for carrying out a newsletter, the award was of course the cover illustration newsletter. I went back to receive the joy of winning first place, but the complexity of the design, chose the latter. It really made me sad, but filled me with pride, being advanced for my age.

After that just kept drawing.

I never win anything or compete in anything.

Just drawing was my delight.

Years later, I moved to Buenos Aires where I know Mario Adolfo de Bernardi "The Shadow", Argentine poet, who became a great friend. He encouraged me to begin painting thing so far, not interest me.

I sent him to study with Professor Marta Aguilera, and there came to exhibit alongside the rest of his students a pencil drawing.

After a while, I decided to leave because they would not let me express what I had in me and translate things as I saw.

Time back in 1988 after he was born "Ladyhawke" My first painting to oil painting (inspired by a book bearing the same name), which was exhibited at the "Museo de Los Corrales" Slaughterhouse district, Federal Capital, along with many other artists .

From there I have the most beautiful memory of a critic of art that not knowing I heard him say something about my work I will keep forever in my memory.

That same image just the face, illustrating a poem by my old friend called "Raindrops"

After that I continued painting but here in my home when we returned, and my dreams began to fade.

Group show with artists from Cologne, in "La Tasca de San Miguel" for a while, along with others here in Cologne.

Then I gradually walking away from the paint without stop loving her. The express myself through art has been my childhood dream, but life took me in another direction.

Today I am re-discovering that feeling when I met Artelista, I turned to find.