First but not least, I'm a Brazilian guy thinking and breathing photography from a quite remote archaelogical settlement located at the very crossing point between the Amazon and the Seine rivers. For some years now, I have been working on experimental photography, such as lightpainting and double exposure techniques.
Nowadays, based on the knowledge acquired on those matters (I've been finalist or winner in some photo contests, by the way), I focus my lenses on the development of photopoetry projects, through some unexpected pictures widely inspired by the admirable writings of Manoel de Barros, an internationally recognized Brazilian poet.
Such a serendipitous poetry relies mainly on ilogism, onirism, multiculturality and invented memories. Inspirational irrational people, on that road to nowhere, can furnish the tools and the machinery required to achieve this randomly trip: Magritte, Delaunay, Braque, Monet, Picasso, Dali, Wahrol, Buñuel, Apollinaire, Kahlo, Orozco, Botero, Almodovar, Villa Lobos, Piazzolla, Guimarães Rosa and Manuel Bandeira, amidst a cloud of many others.
Furthermore, I teach photography and comparative literature, while I usually write and translate literary works. I've been living successively in Brazil, France, Hungary and Canada. By far and large, having Amerindian, African, European and Jewish ancestors, I've been searching for my roots in some sixty countries around the clock. As you can easily imagine, it was just resultless. So, through my photographic work, I'm still looking for such a comfort zone... even in those disturbing images.
This work could be approached as a kind of diasporic query for a hypothetical salvation. Maybe. It's up to you to decide whether or not. Last, but not least, as the main destination for this oniric trip, we could always adopt this gorgeous definition of Beauty, given by Lautréamont: « Beau comme la rencontre fortuite d'un parapluie et d'une machine à coudre sur une table de dissection ».
Anyway, from this set of randomly superposed pictures, you can provide a meaning for the astonishing definition of Art proposed by the French poet Paul Valéry: "the natural blooming of an artificial flower".