“Some time ago I decided to change my life in the most extraordinary way possible. I looked inward and unintentionally remembered the phrase my mother told me the last time I saw her when I was sixteen years old‘—I wish you well, and believe me, I hope you’ll become strong and brave, so you can be merciless when the time comes to destroy your body and crush your soul the next time we see each other’. After an overwhelming emotional breakdown, I began this series of images intermingling with pictorial canvases and photographs from my family archive to invite the observers to immerse themselves in my psychology.” The rage of devotion is a voodoo project that has been developed from my adolescence to my adulthood.