1. What is your favorite word? I think at the moment my favorite words are “Yes“, “feral”, “ethereal” and “nothing”.
But from the sound of it, I have a lot of them. I can become obsessed with a word because I read it or simply because of how someone said it while we were talking.
When I'm alone, I'm always repeating words in different tones and accents, it's as if I'm rediscovering them by the way others use them.

2. What did you dream last night? If you don't remember, tell us about a recent dream you remember...: Some time ago I had a dream about my ex. We were near my parents' house and a very tall horse appeared to me. For some reason, I wanted to get on his back. I struggled a lot with the animal until I finally succeeded. But when I got on, I noticed that I couldn't see the ground, the street or anything. I was in the clouds overlooking everything and I felt deeply lonely; something between serene, hypnotized and sad. I stayed like that for a while and then I got off.
Once in the apartment, my ex arrived. We talked as if it were nothing and walked the horse down the street, as if it were a lapdog. Then we let him go.

3. What is the movie that made you laugh the most? Recently? I don't think so. But the shows that have made me laugh the most are The Office and Adventure Time.

4. What song would you like to have played at your funeral? I've always had a soft spot for Sigur Rós, but lately “We are Born when we die” by Apollo Sunshine or “Holes” by Mercury Rev resonates with me more ...

5. What is your definition of «art»? I believe that for me art has to do with revealing or making evident that which before were only emotions, dreams or important sensations that we all share but that, until before they were created, lacked a name. Art is what allows all these inexplicable things to suddenly have a weight, a form, a medium through which to be shared and, hopefully, they can reach someone who also identifies with this and “naming” it helps them to understand a little better their own experience of being alive.

6. What would be your ideal project or collaboration? I really enjoy meeting people from areas that have nothing to do with mine. I know that I like to write, paint and sometimes create for audiovisual media, however, I observe my friends from opposite and “more analogous” disciplines such as dance, biology, medicine... - disciplines that are more rooted more in the body - and I can't help but feel a kind of envy and a crazy desire to generate together something that manages to combine apparently dissimilar media.

7. What is the best advice anyone has ever given you? I have been given very good advice but I have rarely followed it. I guess it's more in me to want to make mistakes and learn on my own.
I'm the kind of person who appreciates good advice but internally questions it from the moment the conversation ends.

8. If you could change anything in the world, what would you change? Lack of empathy towards the other. Who or what? It doesn't matter. Nature itself, other people, everything that seems alien to us?

I think I live in a time when it seems that all “others” must justify their opinions out of an exasperated fear of hurting or offending other people, but when it comes to us, to talk about our own fears, our needs and our emotions, these are so obvious and urgent that it is the responsibility of others to understand us and adapt to us.
I myself have been guilty of this, but I think it is a germ that has always existed in everyone, to a greater or lesser extent. And I think it is this need to overcome oneself as the eternal protagonist that overshadows our understanding and improvement both personally and collectively.

9. A penguin comes into your room with a hat on. What is the first thing he says to you and why is he in your room? It says: “no time for explanations, just follow me” and it comes from a future-not so distant-where I and all the people I love are being transformed into penguins in order to repopulate the poles because global warming is wiping out the natural penguin population.
He is not wearing a hat, but a black beret to remind me that he is me, but in the form of a penguin... in the future, that is the last possession of my human life left to me by my captors.

Photography by Jan Meifert