“I had to stop, reset everything; wash away the confusion I had in my head and go back to the origins: to the essence, to the primordial wall of man and life. "

Building the natural spaces that smell of earth and light, like fades of memory, and dilating them into almost dreamlike and metaphysical dimensions, where the subject can also be renounced, and the work can live on its tangible informality; in the balance of an ordered confusion, engraved in a perception so emotional as to arouse deep feelings.

Mine are visual memories, which find peace with the vibrations of the soul, and determine a mature awareness, a supreme attempt to leave emotions that go beyond, and continue to live over time.