THE AUTHOR IS NOT ME
I always had a great interest and wonder for the apparent simplicity with which Nature creates, orders and dissolve things.
Attracted me to give new form to matter.
The idea of ​​time, the great architect amending, corrode,oxide,
washes things in the world, leaving its inextinguishable traces.
The result, is the idea of finishing a work, and that never seems just done, then it looks
found, this is the feeling that pervades all of my work.
The filing as i am not the author of that place or that painting, but i have just
brought it to light.
Playing archaeologist in my mind, searching for traces of scene and objects, in a timeless place.