Tetas series started after a routine mammogram, which showed something unusual in one of my breasts. My exams were fine, and I was not sick, but with that in mind, I started to research breast cancer in Argentina, where I lived most of my life.

One in eight women was going to develop breast cancer in Buenos Aires. It shocked me. The numbers were alarming. I had to say something. I was not in those statistics now, and not to be in the years to come; I had to create awareness.

In parallel to my research, Luisa, my lifelong employee, was diagnosed with breast cancer. A few months later she passed away.

Something so full of life as a mother’s breast, the sexy cleavage in the 90s , the feminine symbol by nature, could become the worst nightmare. Life and death, beauty and decadence, the beginning and the end … all in a breast.