The lines on my face are the roads that I have travelled. In my hands the traces of a time that is yet to pass.
Lately I’ve been going out less and reading more. I have travelled extensively in my life around the world and now I’m happy moving from the study to the living room. I travel through paintings, objects, pages of books, the faces and landscapes of my photographs.DISCOVER THE FLOOR
I have a drawing from when I was a child in my room.
I see the homes of my people, the colours of my land and the smell of a distant and yet powerful and deep existence. My home is a collection of memories that make me feel a citizen of the world.
A map of London is enough to feel the pulsating life of the metropolis
a narghilé to feel the desert
and a Chinese vase to cross
the Great Wall of China.