La Dama Blava

About 15 years ago, when no one was interested in my art and my work as a teacher was becoming increasingly frustrating, I faced a tough choice: to give up my passion to focus on my full-time job or to leave my job to pursue something I had failed at for 20 years.
The decision was clear; I chose to fully commit to teaching and to stop wasting time and resources on sculpture. I decided to create my last work without a model (so as not to bother anyone) and using plaster (to avoid spending money). In this creation, I poured all my sadness and love, aware that it was a farewell.
When Barbara saw it finished, she hugged me and said very seriously, "you can't give this up," and she convinced me to keep going. I can never thank her enough.
Over time, I see that sculpture as the last flower of a plant which, in the midst of a relentless drought, concentrates its last energies on producing a single flower. That's why I decided that at my first exhibition in my new space, that sculpture had to be at the center of the room.