CARMEN SABINA
I grew up surrounded by trouble and a bunch of rock and roll. With a drug addict father and a bipolar mother, everything at home felt surreal and unstable.
Always moving between homes and people, entering adult worlds too soon, where sex, drugs and freedom became part of an everyday life.
It feels like I never got into art, but just never left it. From sequins and glitter in school to art-making, it has always been there.
From some studies in music, and working across different disciplines such as painting, photography, poetry, film and dance, the life-art has always been my dearest one.
My practice is driven by an ongoing interest, almost an obsession, with human emotions, mental states and their abstractions.
I am drawn to what we call “craziness” and the line between instability and perception.