Previsão do tempo / Forecast

On a cloth laid on the forest ground is being celebrated the passage of time, the slow-motion gestures that draw the hours in circles, the thoughts that like the wind blowing on a sunny day refresh the mind.

It is being celebrated the landscape, the silence, the sharp flavour, the shift in perception.

> exhibition view - Reverso Gallery, Lisbon 

Gestos with Leonor Hipólito 

Documentary TV series about contemporary jewellery - Jóias para que vos quero? by film producer Vende-se filmes
Looking at us looking at us
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(...) From the very moment I am aware of myself in relation to something else I know I will no longer perceive with the same eyes. Awareness aggregates new aspects to the scope of understanding, like a map that unfolds and broadens into new views; like a chair not being a chair but an aspect of non-immediate recognition that is surprisingly inspiring. (...)

- excerpt from the book Looking at us looking at us -  

Invisible sower

Day upon day,
gesture upon gesture,
old is new.

Sem retorno 
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Today I am, tomorrow another one

(...) Now is us as today and today is an instant that unfolds into another one, becoming a string of instants, each being a transmutation of time: today, tomorrow, yesterday.
Now is a sound escaping from the mouth; a blink of recognition; is the point of convergence where we can truly merge with all that life is.


- excerpt from 22 reflections on the dissolution of the self, reflection #19 Today I am, tomorrow another one - 

> exhibition view - Espaço AZ, Lisbon


Forms leading to thoughts, becoming other forms of thinking... like ripples in the water appearing and ceasing. Like a subtle sound, a gentle blow, an echo, an image.
These pieces, one stethoscope-like necklace, the other a frame-like earring, suggest the rhythmic sound of ones heartbeat and breath.


22 reflections on the dissolution of the self 
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Below a respiring sky

Below a respiring sky is a project inspired in the unfinished story by Franz Kafka The Burrow
which for me represents a very interesting portrait of human psychology and an inspiring metaphor for our human condition. 

I seek out a good hiding place and keep watch on the entrance of my house - this time from outside - for whole days and nights. Call it foolish if you like; it gives me infinite pleasure and reassures me. At such times it is as if I were not so much looking at my house as at myself sleeping, and had the joy of being in a profound slumber and simultaneously of keeping vigilant guard over myself.*

*Franz Kafka - The Burrow

A stiff curtain that looks forced to cover but diaphanous like a cloud;
A structure resembling a bed but also a body, a frontier shapeshifting;
A bowl like a brain, an insatiable receptacle for eagerness;
A shelf, a tongue unburden;
A thin branch, a strip of the horizon... 


Private view #5
Portrait of An Invisible Woman

A home
Rooms etched with subtle evidences
Someone's portrait

Like a visitor
A woman inhabits it

Private view are installations in private spaces that promote one day event. The projects, always different, are not necessarily site specific but are surely inspired in the particularity of each place and host.

> exhibition view - Ofélia's home, Lisbon