I am a painter. Perhaps because my dreams were always in colors; perhaps because my hands were never still; perhaps because even in my latest memories, space, forms and textures persist, and it is through them that I have built my own experience.
I am a painter.That is what I am. And whenever I need to express myself beyond words, I seek for the canvas: that white quadrangle that always asks me the same question and always gets a different answer; that plane surface in which I must sow forms and colors, in order to harvest those three dimensions that await hidden behind nothingness.
I am a painter. That is why by creating, I renew myself, and I am reborn.
PAULA LÓPEZ