Surfaces
Places speak to us silently through their surfaces, revealing the essence of their identity. There is great beauty and dignity in the simplicity of unnoticed, bare walls. There is the plastic gesture of the bricklayer who spread the plaster. The signs of time, left by rain and hail. The layers of restorations that took place over the eras. It seems that these walls have always existed. They are the same poor bare walls from the backgrounds of Caravaggio’s paintings. Walls that, through the interaction of light and shadow, emanate an almost spiritual aura. By isolating these surfaces from their context they almost become abstract paintings, allowing to observe places with a different eye and discover their intimate beauty.