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This is not a collection of images. It is a field of traces, where each painting is a small disaster in slow motion. Painting is excavating chaos. What is an image today will be a ruin tomorrow.
The works here do not follow a chronological order or a closed classification. They move between collapsing cities, fragmented bodies, fragile structures, absurd scenes and jungles that devour what remains. Together they form a map of instability rather than a stable archive.
The aim is not to explain the world, but to stay inside the moment when things begin to fail. Each painting is a fragment of that failure, a remnant of the present in ruins.
THEATER OF THE ABSURD
These works are small scenes where logic cracks and the absurd becomes the only certainty. They are fissure, a trace, a scene inside a theatre without a script, where figures do not resolve the situation but simply witness it, like us.
Brick falling over the head
90x70cm, mixed media on canvas
2025
A flowerpot falls from above, thrown by a crow, and misses by a few centimetres. It is not a metaphor; it is chance, the absurd as the only explanation for still being here.
Brick falling on a head reflects and satirizes the fragility of life, the uselessness of grand discourses, and the absurd violence of the everyday.
Bird king with red shoes
150x100cm, mixed media on canvas
2025
Yesterday he ruled, today he drifts. His kingdom? Only ruins.
Junkie bird believes that everything is fine
90x70cm, mixed media on canvas
2025
Calm while everything falls down. Denial is the only way this junkie bird exists.
Useless Objects from the Future
90x70cm, mixed media on canvas
2025
Relics of a tomorrow that failed quality control; tools without function, evidence of a progress that never learned to arrive.
RUINS OF THE FUTURE
Buildings are not just structures; they are witnesses of time. They rise like abstract prisons, solid blocks held at their breaking point after carrying too much for too long. Now they begin to give way.
It is about the moment when a structure is still standing but already failing, when the crack appears and something starts to fall with it.
It is about the moment when a structure is still standing but already failing, when the crack appears and something starts to fall with it.
Nubes de angustia
Ink, acrylic and pigments on canvas
100x150cm
2019
Nubes de Angustia captures neither past nor future, but the instant before everything falls down. The moment where the world holds its breath, awaiting transformation.
Sleepwalker at night
Ink, acrylic and pigments on canvas
110x70cm
2019-2024
The world is falling apart, but he keeps walking. Between reality and dream, between what is collapsing and what has yet to form. A sleepwalker moves uncertainly through this nightmare landscape, not sure if awake or dreaming.
Fabelas
Mixed media on canvas
100x70cm
2019
A precarious city built out of necessity, always on the verge of falling apart but still standing.
Escalera
Mixed media on canvas
90x75cm
2019
A staircase suspended between ascent and downfall; a structure that does not decide if it leads anywhere or nowhere.
Tsunami
Mixed media on canvas
145x90cm
2019
Tsunami shows the exact instant when structure turns into debris, a city torn apart by forces it cannot control.
CAVERN AND ECHOES
This series is a bridge between the prehistoric and the present, as if the walls of a contemporary cave were covered with the remains of a collapse. Automatic lines and faded backgrounds evoke archaeological fragments, something on the verge of being erased.
Each painting reads like an echo of a civilisation in decline. The figures are not heroes or mythological beings; they are entities caught inside the fall. They are records of human fragility in a time of acceleration and destruction, in a world that is disappearing in front of our eyes.
Each painting reads like an echo of a civilisation in decline. The figures are not heroes or mythological beings; they are entities caught inside the fall. They are records of human fragility in a time of acceleration and destruction, in a world that is disappearing in front of our eyes.
Cavern #1 – The Shaman of the Cave
ink and pigments on canvas
40x40cm
2019
A body made of smoke and hesitation, holding onto the surface as if the paint itself were the last ritual.
Cavern #2 – The Leaning Tower
ink and pigments on canvas
40x40cm
2019
A vertical form that has forgotten how to be straight, living in the discomfort between falling and enduring.
Cavern #3 – The Witness of the Cave
ink and pigments on canvas
40x40cm
2019
A face emerging from an eroded wall, more echo than portrait, looking not outward but back into history.
XXI Century Caveman II
ink and pigments on canvas
100x70
2019
Only a few stubborn marks resist, clinging to the wall like the last fragments of a language nobody speaks.
XXI Century caveman
110x70cm
2019
Prehistory and aftermath occupy the same layer; the stone and the screen share one single skin.
Plunderers of the past
ink and pigments on canvas
90x50cm
2019
Shapes wander through rubble, collecting fragments as if they could rebuild a story from scattered bones.
FRAGMENTED BODIES
The figures are broken apart and manipulated by invisible forces. They exist in a constant state of tension, between autonomy and submission. The bodies do not act on their own; they are moved, moulded and broken by something that exceeds them.
Man with umbrella
2023
A figure dissolving into its surroundings, resisting and fading at the same time. The umbrella is a fragile defense, a futile attempt at shelter against an inevitable storm. He is not an individual, but an echo of human frailty, a ghost walking through the ruins.
El gato
ink and pigments on canvas
2017
25x30cm
Not just a cat but an observer, frozen between presence and disappearance, quietly watching a world that unravels around it.
Marioneta (Puppet)
ink and oil on canvas
2018
35x25cm
San Vito Dance
ink and pigments on canvas
2017
25x30cm
A forced movement, more convulsion than dance, a body moved by something it cannot control.
Selfportrait
ink and oil on canvas
50x70cm
2017
In Fragile Structures the world exists on the edge of disappearance. Forms emerge and disintegrate, buildings fade into dust, gestures leave only a mark before vanishing. Absence is as present as form; what remains is a brief imprint of what once was. Nothing here is stable, everything appears only as a temporary trace of uncertainty.
Portrait of a city in spring
60x50cm
2019
A city held between bloom and fracture, its lines failing to fully connect, as if the structure itself doubted whether to grow or fall apart.
End of the winter
80x60cm
2019
This work captures the fragility of seasonal change, not just climatically, but emotionally and existentially. The desaturated palette and pigments melting into canvas reflect Berlin's prolonged winters. A city emerging from snow, a psyche emerging from winter's oppression.
Raindrop
50X70cm
2020
An ink drop falling like an abstract tear, a presence that dissolves while it appears.
Nocturnal wind
60x80cm
2019
A nocturnal wind plays between chaos and resistance.
An ephemeral balance between solidity and the ethereal, between permanence and transformation. Like a building resisting a storm or a gestural trace leaving its mark before dissipating.
Figures are assembled from technological ruins, fragments of cities appear and dissolve, architecture behaves like a mirage of what once was. These works do not offer certainties; they open unstable spaces where reality frays and mutation is the only constant.
The Astronaut
100x75cm
2020
This astronaut is not an explorer but a castaway. He stands alone in a landscape that does not receive him, a silent figure of modern exile.
The Canary
2019
A small, fragile bird surrounded by unstable architecture. It embodies vulnerability in the middle of a city on the verge of collapse, like a quiet warning suspended in the air.
The Witch
2020
Ovens, shelves and fragments of structure behave like ruins on an altar, while a hidden figure suggests an urban witch, transforming debris into a different kind of order.
After party
2019-2024
Energy and exhaustion coexist; the scene feels like a city that refuses to fully wake up. It is a moment between states, when reality is still blurred.
Open door to hidden street
2024
A door stands open onto a street that may or may not exist, hinting at invisible paths beneath the surface of the city.
PRIMITIVE GARDEN
Not a memory of the past, but the ground where something new mutates. Concrete cracks, the jungle grows over it, scars spread across the surface. Nature is not a refuge; it is an organism that absorbs and distorts what remains.
Human presence fades into stains and erratic lines. Architecture stays as an empty shell, a structure that no longer belongs to us.
Human presence fades into stains and erratic lines. Architecture stays as an empty shell, a structure that no longer belongs to us.
Scratches
50x70cm
2017
Cementery garden
2017
Dragon flyng over a city
2017
Concrete consumed by jungle
35x25cm
2017
Song of the donkey
50x70cm
2017