I believe that everything that exists breathes.
Even what remains silent, even what appears motionless, holds a soul that vibrates in silence — and from that vibration, my work begins: an attempt to listen to the world through the skin of its forms, to recognize in cracks, signs, and flickers of light the living trace of a belonging that unites us all. I move along the thresholds of the visible, where reality fractures and allows what is hidden to surface: memories, omens, wounds; landscapes that resemble faces, and faces that become maps — surfaces crossed by time, light, and breath.
I weave fragments of body and earth, creating interior geographies where the human and the planet merge, where flesh becomes cosmic matter, and nature holds an emotion. In these stratifications, I reveal the human being stripped of every label, free from identity and borders: a bare and luminous humanity, aware of its own fragility, yet still capable of being reborn.
We live in a restless time.
A time in which the Earth groans under the weight of our neglect,
and something within us also begins to crack.
Our ecosystem is fragile,
and so is our ability to feel.
We have lost the capacity to listen,
to look around us,
to recognize ourselves as part of a greater whole.
But what we can learn to feel again,
we can also learn to protect.
Through a tactile and sensitive gaze,
my work seeks a meeting point between skin and landscape,
between body and geology, between human gaze and the breath of the Earth.
I do not document: I listen.
I seek the threshold where the human dissolves
into the world that generates it.