Artist, woman and mother. Three words full of strength separately and that come together to define me. The order doesn't matter, the three can be interchanged and the result would be the same. In the life of each one of us there are different stages that require more or less attention, moments that transform us and make us who we are, evolving to find our current version, always improvable but always enriched. As an artist I think I have a special sensitivity that is reflected in everything I do, as an artist I try to share that look that gives everything a new perspective, as an artist I try to find the essence of things, of emotions, of what surrounds me and makes me feel.

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On Mother's Day I want to share something really personal and I hope to offer that bit of me that I have kept more private. It is very easy for me to talk about my mother and I have done so several times, gratefully, but to talk about my experience in this field is a bit more difficult for me. I believe that motherhood is also a vocation, it is an incredible act of generosity, as children must go their own way and we must provide them with the tools to develop according to their own circumstances and experiences. Having a child in your arms is a unique sensation, knowing that this life is in your hands generates an immense joy and an intense vertigo, it is a great responsibility and the task that begins at that moment will not be easy. There are happy moments and others full of worry. In my case, I have always wanted to transmit confidence and independence.... My children do not belong to me and I have always been very clear about that, I want them to be free to knock on my door whenever they need to, to accompany them in their lives with their permission, to laugh or cry... but to be close to them in spite of everything, that is my wish.

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I have always admired artists who draw their children, whether at birth or at any stage of their lives, I find it impossible. When they were babies I looked at them and thought that I would never be able to capture that perfection that they all have at birth and as they grew up each moment seemed unrepeatable and that I would not be able to capture it... I chose to contemplate them and keep each sensation for myself. There are marvellous drawings, paintings and sculptures by artists of their children, but it is something I have not been able to do, I have always thought that any drawing would only be a failed attempt, nothing I could do would come close to what I felt. In me I keep those sensations that see the light through other works.

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Since they were little they have accompanied me, they have been by my side while I was creating. In the studio I had a park where they played and slept, when they grew up they never lacked colours and paper, plasticine or wood with which to build... but I never forced them to draw, I never told them how they had to make their drawings and I always invited them to observe what interested them or what they wanted to capture on paper. When we tell children how to make a flower we close off their options, I prefer them to observe, and so they will draw thousands of different flowers throughout their lives, each one according to their own skills and always wanting to improve, to evolve. When my public sculptures were inaugurated, my children were there, always, they had to see what I was doing when I was not with them, to let them participate in what Art means to me. Seeing their eyes bright and proud is a wonderful memory. They didn't go to school that day because there was something to celebrate and that's still the case.

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Tools, that's what we need in any field and I have enjoyed (and enjoy) awakening their curiosity by inviting them to create their own. Being there and seeing them become adults and capable of doing their best for themselves, that's something that makes me feel good. Being a mother never ends, but each stage demands a different commitment? Now that my children are more independent, I have the opportunity to dedicate more time to creating, to the passion that makes me who I am, a new stage has arrived for them and for me.

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I have never stopped creating, when they were small I knew that I would have some years in which they would be my priority and I adapted my artistic facet to those circumstances thanks to the unconditional support of my mother who was always there to help me,(Thanks, mum!... again). When I look back I don't quite know how I was able to juggle so much, like all mothers who work or create. I am convinced that living a vocation helps to carry everything with a different spirit, whatever vocation it is, and as I said at the beginning, being a mother is vocational. No matter how you become a mother, it is always an incredible adventure. Making sure that there is one more good person in this world is always an arduous task, but sharing that infinite love to achieve it offers us a path full of experiences that enrich us.

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Now I could say that I am living a moment in which I feel full and ready to share through my works the maturity that I am already having.... My children will always be there and I will always be there for them. Art has always been in my life too, patient, adapting to the time I could dedicate to it... I can see him smiling knowing that his wait has not been in vain, he and I know well that it is time to live an intense and passionate stage in which to express everything I feel: Art for living . My children will also enjoy what is yet to come, yet to be born.

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Happy Mother's Day!

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