Mythical silhouettes, irradiated faces, swords, impossible suns, landscapes that seem dreamt by a consciousness in flux.

This collection resembles a procession of figures from an inner world, a world where myths are not ancient stories, but forces still alive, burning, ready to manifest. Each image is an apparition, a visitation. The figures emerge as if the precise moment a buried truth breaks through the surface has been captured.

The colors—violent, solar, nocturnal—reveal what burns beneath the skin, what watches behind the eyes. The silhouettes carry swords, halos, impossible suns, not as religious symbols, but as fragments of a psyche in transformation. They are archetypes in flux, amplified versions of who we are when we cease to hide.

The landscapes—deserts, mountains, starry skies—are states of mind. These are the realms where we confront what transcends us, what defines us, what calls to us.

It is a personal mythology, yet open, porous, ready to embrace the fears, strengths, and dreams of those who gaze upon it. A gallery of unfinished gods, fragile heroes, faces still bearing the dust of the world from which they came.