MONSTRUITOS
“Monstruitos” is a series born from a moment in my life when I felt both compressed by the city around me and overflowing with things I didn’t yet know how to express.
I was living and studying in the dense heart of Ciudad de Buenos Aires, surrounded by concrete, noise, strangers, and expectations. I felt small, boxed in, and constantly confronted by the scale of everything outside and the confusion of everything inside.
These drawings became the cracks where the pressure escaped.
Each figure, distorted, exaggerated, half-human, half-something-else, is one of the little monsters that lived inside me at the time. Not monsters in a frightening sense, but inner creatures of emotion, desire, anxiety, curiosity, and rebellion. They were insisting on being seen, insisting on space, insisting on transformation.
I didn’t draw them with logic or restraint.
They arrived spontaneously, through instinctual lines, skewed faces, restless marks, and uneasy humour. Eyes too wide, mouths mid-scream or mid-laugh, bodies stretching beyond proportion, each one a small eruption of an internal state. Together they reveal a mind trying to reconcile freedom with constraint, identity with uncertainty, and selfhood with the overwhelming architecture of the city.
They arrived spontaneously, through instinctual lines, skewed faces, restless marks, and uneasy humour. Eyes too wide, mouths mid-scream or mid-laugh, bodies stretching beyond proportion, each one a small eruption of an internal state. Together they reveal a mind trying to reconcile freedom with constraint, identity with uncertainty, and selfhood with the overwhelming architecture of the city.
The backgrounds echo that environment:
grids like buildings, textures like noise, swirling patterns like mental overload.
They form a kind of psychological Buenos Aires, chaotic, intense, impossible to ignore.
grids like buildings, textures like noise, swirling patterns like mental overload.
They form a kind of psychological Buenos Aires, chaotic, intense, impossible to ignore.
Looking back, I understand these works as acts of expansion.
When I felt physically and emotionally compressed, the monstruitos created new space on the page, space to grow, to question, to feel, to be strange, to be honest.
When I felt physically and emotionally compressed, the monstruitos created new space on the page, space to grow, to question, to feel, to be strange, to be honest.
They are portraits of my internal landscape at a formative moment,
raw, awkward, expressive, funny, vulnerable, and absolutely alive.
raw, awkward, expressive, funny, vulnerable, and absolutely alive.
They were some of the first voices of my creative intuition saying:
“Let me out. Let me grow. Let me take up space.”
“Let me out. Let me grow. Let me take up space.”
