Megawatts (2016)

Speaking of... magic flowers that buzz, animals of fabulous elegance, azure abysses, pits of fire, and a possible place of moons and comets... forests and birds, clocks that don't chime, tame beasts and murderous minstrels. And clouds that gather over an eternal sea of ​​hot tears. As you can see, Sebastian, Rimbaud's Illuminations come to mind. They are his words.

Or almost. And I remember them here, in front of these small, medium, and minuscule artificial mirrors.

In those large paintings you've stripped of color, I can sense the human comedy unfolding on bridges and in cities, where millions of people coexist who don't need to know each other, to put it another way. In this dreamlike universe of imaginary graffiti, fluorescent colors, and whimsical creatures, light is a drunken mirror that devours and transforms everything.