Nature and memories of childhood are strong influences on my music, although I don’t intend to reproduce any of them or interpret it, their presence is there none the less - sounds of the sea, wind, smells, voices of crackling radios, rain, voices of markets, night time stories, games, trains and the poetry of dreams.

An important influence - not in the making but the concept and execution of my music - comes from literature and painting, especially that of Surrealist artists. I consciously started experimenting and transferring into music the principles of automatism in poetry, where the mind is free from any aesthetical, moral, artistic or any other value. That brought me to become interested in the paintings of Miro, Matta, Ernst and Lam, and the writing of Breton, Peret, Borges, Cortazar and Jarry. They opened the doors to discovering the extraordinary stories of the Popol Vuh, the mythology of the Xingu people, the poetry of the Mapuches and of the many people in America. Armed with these tools I started my own adventure of discovering new and old worlds of pure magic that speak to me of dreams, desires and freedom.

Encouraged by my grandmother I made my own drum kit from pots and pans played with sticks, forks and knives. From that experience, I suppose, came my love of making my own instruments and sound devices that I build from seeds, pods, pieces of wood, scrap metal, objects I find in rubbish tips and markets, as well as toys. Recently I started to incorporate electronic devices to my music to explore new possibilities and to see the result of putting together two dissimilar elements - the contradiction, and this cultural clash fascinate me; the moment when reality becomes something else.

I found that improvisation is the most direct, honest and daring way to do music, with no immediate reference, no guiding light to show you the way. I like the beauty of doing something so fragile in execution and concept; sonic sculptures that only exist for the moment and never to be repeated again.

Someone told me that my music reminded her of storytelling, I suppose in a way it is, storytelling where the audience has to provide its own stories.