I went to Las Meninas with"feminine materials:” fabric and thread, and a curiosity about the women who are represented there. On the one hand there is the beautiful and fragile princess who embodies the wishes of all girls to become princesses and the other as a counterpoint, the deformed dwarf, persecutory figure, with clenched teeth and jaw jutting in space with an expression that is hard to forget. I identified with the princess and I felt compassion for the hideous dwarf. As always I felt everything through my body. I embroidered the verses of the Nicaraguan poet Rubén Darío that came to my mind while working.

"The princess is sad, what ails the princess. Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth."

For Argentines who live at the other end of the world in relation to their origins, Spain was "the mother country." We imitated their culture, speak their language, profess their religion. In the painting time stands still. The princess will always be beautiful and never grow up, she lives forever in the framed reality of the canvas reflected in the mirror of the Prado Museum and the endless distortions of reproductions.