My works stem from the critical sarcasm of Dada and the attitude of Arte Povera. In other words, the world of dreams reached by Surrealism. I choose my materials from the abandoned, dumped, idle objects that I come across on the streets. My aim is to keep these forsaken, decaying objects alive. I believe this action is a vain endeavor, as is art itself. The poet takes the pen and paper, writes their poem and puts the paper in their pocket. Art takes place and ends at that moment.