Exploring what I shouldn’t explore as an ‘artist’—according to the establishment—this 2025 collection constitutes a series of post-art visual events, defiances, and actions: not representations of anything at all. Not "art". Art, in its traditional sense—always tied to a fictional, pre-established, preconceived, normalizing, and regulatory notion of 'Human'—holds absolutely no value for me. What I need for my life, what I can genuinely do, and what I can offer you is not "art" but ephemeral new sensations, engaged with the materiality and intangible flows of the body; new sensations, digital potentiating machines, through the play of light and pixels.

I am not concerned with adhering to techniques, styles, or genres. While art can take many forms today, the term itself still carries a shallow, prescriptive connotation upheld by mainstream museums and "high art" circles with one thing in mind: money. This traditional view holds no significance for me. It’s boring, stupid, and complicit in a larger assemblage of power structures grounded in anthropocentric numbness from which established social practices, politics made for obedient masses and mainstream culture are born. What is really important is not the label of "art," but the liberating creation of new visual and aural sensations—new, fleeting experiences; an "art" that means "post-art", ephemeral bundles of diverse and interrelated forces, fully charged with conceptual and emotional intensity. These experiences, these "glitches", these "noises", and galactic "trash" -as the dominant cultural narratives calls them- are designed to provoke thought, evoke deep feelings, and challenge conventional perceptions of both art and existence, all while confronting the absurdity of the human-centered world and existence itself.