Everithing inspires me, the breaking of the waves, an old wall with chipped plaster painted a thousand times. Trees, abstract art. The passage of time and the beauty of its patina.
Animals, urban landscapes and nature in all its splendor, algae and jellyfish. Birds and snakes and Renaissance art. I like to open a thousand windows to observe all the dreams that life dreams of. And capture them. And count them.
Reveal the emotions inscribed in our collective memory and almost erased, like words written in the sand after the passage of a wave. But they persist, they are indelibly tattooed on our intimate consciousness and that is why we can glimpse them in an ephemeral dejavu as they are spurred on by beauty, intensity and magic. We are talking about ancestral emotions, about metamorphosis between parallel universes that you could find in the depths of your soul. This is the spirit that animates me when I sit in front of the screen and try to penetrate the images and contemplate the hybrid beings behind. And translate them.
