
Conjuring up an image where poetry and mystery mingle, as in City Girls, where nature inserts itself incongruously above the veil of a hat: tree branches, clouds, we get a sense of freedom; the breath frees itself from the stranglehold of the fabric covering the face.

Bodies exist in anticipation: frozen in the unchanging time, a woman at her window. Waiting; another one clumsily makes vague dance steps in a disembodied space: Dancing with the Light.
Illusion and Joy: In another syncopated dance, a child whirling around a green ball and its shadow, in glorification of a magic-sized world of fantasy.


A woman zigzags along a path – a distant figure with an umbrella, whose destiny we will never know: Path.
The absence of landmarks inspires me to move towards the unknown, stress differences that can lead to a humorous, melancholic, fantastic representation, and uncover, behind the façade, the ‘weirdness’ of things and beings.




There are those I meet on the streets, who smile at the camera, I feel they are on the border between the outer-normal-world and the inner-madness-world, a place where the limits are undefined and constantly changing.
The absence of landmarks inspires me to move towards the unknown, stress differences that can lead to a humorous, melancholic, fantastic representation, and uncover, behind the façade, the ‘weirdness’ of things and beings.