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Cities of the Wind
In Cities of the Wind, architecture becomes fluid, as if memory itself had redrawn the city. Familiar forms stretch, curve and intertwine, revealing places that could never exist on a map, yet somehow feel deeply familiar. These paintings explore the fragile boundary between reality, imagination and the landscapes we carry within us.
Chantilly
Acrylic on Canvas 65x65cm
Chantilly explores the intimate geography of memory. Walls curve, windows open onto impossible skies, and familiar interiors dissolve into one another. Painted in Brazil, the work imagines architecture not as a fixed structure, but as something alive, shaped by time, emotion and the places we continue to inhabit long after we have left them
Contemplainting jazz
Acrylic on Canvas 65x65 cm
Painted in Brazil, Contemplating Jazz emerged from an encounter with the opening lines of Allen Ginsberg's Howl. Curved façades, glowing windows and impossible perspectives transform the city into an emotional landscape, where music, memory and architecture merge. The work is less about a specific place than about the feeling of drifting through a city that seems to breathe with its own inner rhythm.
Passado à Ferro
Acrylic on Canvas 30 x 30 cm
In Passado à Ferro, architecture bends while memory resists. The circular opening suggests a distant landscape, suspended between recollection and imagination, while domestic fragments drift through an impossible interior. Painted in 2019, the work explores the quiet fiction that the past can ever be perfectly straightened, erased or made to fit neatly into the present.
Frambroesa
Acrylic on Canvas 30 x 40 cm
Painted in Germany, Framboesa imagines a city where architecture slowly yields to nature. Distorted façades, fading textures and fragile wildflowers coexist in a landscape suspended between memory and transformation. The work suggests that beauty often emerges not from perfection, but from the patient dialogue between what we build and what time quietly reclaims.
