Painting

My digital paintings are a continuation of the surreal, symbolic world I have been building for years through drawing and traditional painting, now expanded into the luminous space of the screen. I work with figurative images – humans, animals, and everyday objects – weaving them into intimate, magical realist scenes that feel like fragments of untold stories. Color, light, and texture allow me to translate emotions and memories into visual symbols, turning each piece into a quiet narrative about vulnerability, transformation, and inner strength. In this digital medium, I can merge my love for craftsmanship with my fascination for technology, creating paintings that feel both timeless and deeply connected to the present.

Kiss me
Self-portrait with a fox

 You know there's no need for words
You know what I'm looking at
You are with me here in the forest.
Animals and plants are our only shelter.
That, and your embrace. 

Horseback Riding
 Horseback Riding

A horseback riding Through the world of mist.
He knows the way and I let myself go.
From my open wound another spirit leaves
Which is nothing more than myself in the silence of the glow.
when I saw the world nude A wing I gladly yielded
and while the thorns wounded me as I walked
I wrapped of feathers all the field.
I remained then mute to speak at all. 

Time
Time

There’s no time left.
The last light
that once guided me
is fading,
and I return to the shore.
Where else could I go?
I wait for a miracle
to let me walk
upon the waters.

There’s no time left.
My garden has withered.
I’m living
in an induced coma,
fed by dreams.
I don’t want to look back—
I can’t.
That’s why I stay by the shore:
either I take flight,
or I die. 

The Unseen
The unseen

In a place of shadows,
where whispers hide away,
two souls meet each other,
not knowing their names to say.
Oh, I who brought a heart so broken!
Oh, you who ran from all unspoken! 

Kiss me
Kiss me

Just kiss me,
and no more words are need...

I wish you were here
I wish you were here

Because you are here, yet out of reach,
Because I hold you close against my chest,
Even though we are apart—
I long,
I long,
I desire. 

Memories
Memories

In the end, you'll be gone,
as they all do eventually,
When other words feel closer,
When a hug warms you,
And takes away the cold.

When what you've been waiting for
comes knocking at your door
(don't hesitate to let it in.)
When new promises begin.
You'll stop looking for me,

You'll say now that's impossible,
But I've seen it before,
Memory, like a child,
Plays and runs for candy,
Leaving its toy
By a park bench.

The Witch
The Witch

I went out one night to look for you in the mist
a bird was leading me to the springtime
but the forest is dangerous when the moon is still
and you don't know what's hidden behind the black trees... 

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