MURALS . 1980-1990
"Imaginary image of a dream reality, escape of the gaze towards distant horizons..."
Myriam Milman
The lost pharaoh . Mural . Paris . 7.50m x 4.75m
"Adam et Eve" . Mural . Paris . 11.00m x 3.50m
"My friend Ralph" . Mural . Paris . 4.50m x 3.10m
MURALS . 1990-2000
"Le puit empoisonné" . Mural . Casablanca . 6.50m x 3.30m
"Carmen lost act" . Mural . Pasadena . CA . 4.50m x 3.60m
"Brooklyn Bridge" . Mural . St James Tower . New York . 22.50m x 3.20m
Warner Brothers . Planet B . Studio City . CA . 4.80m x 3.50m
Artworks 2000-today
"The very idea of ​​an inner "spiritual search" is in truth shamanic because it revolves around the certainty of our connection, realized or not realized, to everything that surrounds us.
There is a very strong interconnection between art and spiritual experience: they feed each other. At least that is what I experience in my studio."
Last exhibition
Edificio Mind Guadalajara, Mexico
August 22nd - September 15th, 2024
"Danza elemental" . mixed techniques . 60x55cm
"In the dance of the elements, we find our way,
Water heals the heart, where emotions sway.
Earth cradles life in a cycle unbroken,
Death and rebirth, its eternal token.
Fire ignites, transforming the soul,
A spark of change that makes us whole.
Air whispers visions from realms unseen,
Guiding the spirit where it has never been."
"Beware!" . mixed techniques . 60x55cm
"In harmony, the flutist plays,
With sound that heals, the spirit sways.
Yet shadows lurk, so keep them at bay,
Embrace the light, let joy lead the way."
"Un mundo perfecto" . Mixed techniques . 60x60cm
The spiral winds through a desertic night,
A path of change, of inner sight,
It weaves with Earth, both wild and true,
In sacred rhythms, life renews.
"lion's spirit" . Mixed techniques . 55x60cm
A lion’s face upon the shaman’s brow,
His eyes aflame, commanding here and now.
He calls me forth to rise and claim my throne,
To face the fears I’ve hidden and outgrown.
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His lips are blue, a bridge to realms unseen,
Where whispers from the ancient ones convene.
In primal strength, I find my spirit’s fire,
To lead with wisdom, fearless and inspired
"Stone's spirit" . mixed techniques . 58x36cm
In ancient stone, deep wisdom lies concealed,
A spirit's gaze through time, forever revealed.
Guardians of the Earth, with knowledge vast and old,
They guide our hearts to truths that must be told.
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With every touch, they heal the soul's old scars,
Unveiling paths where new light gently spars.
Stone spirits breathe the Earth's enduring grace,
Helping us grow and find our sacred place.
Upon his brow, a crown of feathers bright,
Colors dance like dawn, an ethereal light.
Curled horns rise, symbols of power unbound,
Yin and yang on one, eagle-serpent profound.
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His beard, like snow, shimmers with blue gleam,
Whispers of wisdom from a timeless dream.
Eyes like glass beads, swollen, full of fire,
Reflecting visions, lost in trance’s desire.
"Life is a dream" . Mixed techniques . 58x62cm
"El Bùho perdido" . Mixed techniques . 58x58cm
From simple threads of life, complexity grew,
Molecules to systems, as the old made way for new.
The owl, with its eyes on the darkened span,
Guides the end of one phase to where new life began.
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In the shadow’s depth, where endings softly call,
The owl whispers of rebirth, as the old dreams fall.
Through cycles of dusk and dawn, transformation sings,
Life’s eternal dance on the owl’s silent wings.
Under arches of stone in a dream’s warm embrace,
Satyrs play windsongs that ripple through space.
The shepherd’s flute plays, and the colors transform,
Dreamscapes emerging, surreal and warm.
His twin, a conquistador, fierce in his guise,
Blows flames from his trumpet, a history that cries.
Far off, another dives in sunlight’s embrace,
Escaping the fate no man dares to face.
A pink sphere from the earth starts to rise,
Creation uplifted on sound from the wise.
Chains and black cables, a stark, bitter trace,
Mark mankind’s toil on this God-given place.
"Ecos curanderos" . Mixed techniques . 69cm x 59cm
"Mi Nagual" . Mixed techniques 120cm x 110cm
In the beginning, darkness lay,
Until the serpent paved the way.
With feathers bright and scales that gleamed,
It stirred the earth, and life it dreamed.
The serpent's wisdom, old and vast,
The eagle’s strength, a force to last.
This mighty form, both fierce and wise,
Unites the heavens, land, and skies.
"Deliverance" . Mixed techniques . 110cm x 72cm
In marble halls where mist and whispers dwell,
A vortex stirs beneath the lake's dark spell.
A shadowed form, of bones and feathers wrought,
Steps where the sacred truths of night are caught.
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Worshippers kneel, their prayers like smoke arise,
The shepherd’s flute calls stars from somber skies.
Chimeras wail, their echoes twist and fade,
As clowns emerge to mend the wounds they’ve made.
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A crimson king, his fractured soul displayed,
Performs beneath the stars’ eternal braid.
Above, the vortex spins in cosmic grace,
Below, its mirror holds the timeless space.