My obsession with light drives my emotions. The way the rays of sunshine light up the nape of a neck, diffract on a curtain, between the diffuse and the solid, the growing shadows on a wall, the different shades. For three years now, I have been recreating my childhood, the sensations, the places, the faces; it’s my main art project. The end of holidays, my best friend running on a hill, a night procession, the smile of a girl, the early sunset foreshadowing the eventual nostalgia, the wind, the simple act of breathing, vulnerability, and also lakes and trees, other places that possess a strange, inexplicable aura. I somehow feel internally connected with the life embedded in nature. The dividing lines are fascinating, when we cross them, and the scale changes as well, the passage from childhood to adolescence, the dawn, falling in love. I would like to make light and memories so vivid you could touch them.
I’m always looking for something that is simple, close, dazzling, essential, and fragile.