“I gathered what I had at hand: a palette I forgot to clean, a skull I had to hold together with tape, a gifted bust, cardboard that once packed my favorite brushes, a cat skull that recalls distant times. They are ordinary objects, yet they carry small stories. Perhaps I chose this composition because I thought it was “beautiful,” but also — unconsciously — because of what each form carries.”

“Memories” is a reflection of how we relate to some objects in our life. The marks we leave in them. The marks they leave in us. They are fragments of time, silent, seemingly static, yet always in inner movement. Painting, in this sense, is the medium where these presences meet: a space where the past becomes visible, even when one does not wish to remember anything in particular.