Tania Fuenzalida Diaz

Painting makes my senses ring ; the medium makes my creative
strings vibrate. My inner ear is opened, I plumb the depths of a universe overflowing with possibilities, images, harmonies, dissonances and knead them according to how I feel in the moment.
Colour, like an orgasmic flood, slides in and winds through the spaces and lines. Like a seed, it spreads wide and penetrates the medium, creating links between lines and curves, modelling bodies and faces.
Travelling cells, luminous particles, textures in the making…
Often surprising links reveal themselves and, as they take form,
gradually show me the various possible paths.
As if in a vast piece of embroidery, they spread before me like sprouting fields. Gardens where being, the physical world and the invisible all unfurl ; it’s like a rushing torrent rising and bursting open to slither among these intertwinings, making its way towards the visible form.
Then creating becomes an open space where I allow the movement to take over and achieve its purpose of gradually revealing an image, a new world ; I allow myself to be invaded by a mixture of graphics and motifs so that they can feed other soils and be sources of inspiration.
My aim is to make more room for the possible and, like the bird that
is my signature totem, reach takeoff.