Houses that were once houses and are now in ruins. Ruins with atriums filled with soil and weeds, flights of stairs that lead nowhere. Peeled walls, rendering naked the different materials of construction – stones, woods, sands, paints. The walls that still remain, exposed, with paint that still survives and that mixes with the fungus of humidity, giving place to the moss that is installing on it. The colors that change with the climate originating contrasting tones, cold and warm, creating eroded layers of ochre, green, corrosion…
The roots of the trees dominate the ground, break open the floor of mosaics that characterize the era when the house was built and flourish into mushrooms.
Houses where the original ceiling, now destroyed, is replaced by crowns of trees. Palatial houses that are today interior gardens with sprouts coming out from every orifice. Windows and doors, that lost their function, remain as decorative elements, capable of transporting us to bygone times, to other existences, that I have never known about but whose scenarios my imagination has managed to complete.
I tear up everything so that the particular stands out from homogeneity.
" Louça suja "
130 x 42 cm
" Suprimento"
130 x 42 cm
" Subjugação "
75 x 120 cm
" O que restou "
100 x 100 cm
" Ainda aqui estás? "
130 x 83 cm
" Enquanto espero "
140 x 1 60 cm
" Contínuo à espera "
90 x 70 cm
" Cinzas "
95 x 70 cm
" Uma parte "
68 x 120 cm
" Do outro lado "
180 x 95 cm
" Para onde vais? "
110 x 80 cm
" Corrupção "
43 x 110 ccm
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