PXTXYXV0 is a series composed of plastic panels surrounded by wooden frames. These panels are made using one of the self-produced sculpture-making machines, in this case the #3.

This artwork studies the differences between Painting and Sculpture. Painting, thanks to colours and tones, simulates lights and shadows. In a painting, a white wall is not really white, but consists of numerous  shades of white, grey, etc.

Sculpture, on the other hand, does not simulate anything. Being itself a body, surrounded by empty space, stays in the light and generates shadows. It exists without illumination and can also be achieved by those who cannot see. These panels represent nothing but concave and convex space. The machine, therefore the process used, is always the same. Only the objects incorporated by the membrane and the material change.

Each material brings properties that completely change the essence of the sculptures. White, black, coloured and mirroring are just some of the possibilities that #3 allows.

These artworks are made possible thanks to a variation in the use of the process #3, modifying the objects incorporated by the membrane. Instead of simple geometric shapes, there are some parallelepipeds, composed and assembled, that imitate planimetries of buildings. Being originated from a random and unreasoned act, they do not have a constructive logic, not allowing any habitability. Thanks to the ability of man to dream and imagine how a child does, however, the gaze jumps from one wall to another, wandering through space as a small inhabitant of these ghost houses. 

Floor/wall panels made to be observed and touched, which resemble a confused Braille language. They reflects on the difference between the space of illusion and the real one. 

Each panel is monochrome. However, having the surface furrowed by full and empty spaces, by concave and convex spaces, standing in the light shows a whole range of tones and colours.


Small concave and convex spaces describe a chaotic topography. The eyes wander confused looking for a rule, dividing the whole body into parts. The only way to solve chaos is through the haptic gaze, the look that has the memory of touch. Only through the remembrance of touch we can understand that every panel, however divided, still remains one body.