mark my words, when isn't need degrading. watercolor and oil on canvas. 200 x 100 cm
Your lyrics are nothing but symbols to me, 2019. Watercolor and oil on canvas. 200 x 100 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
But who looks on and on who is looked at, 2019. Watercolor and oil on canvas. 200 x 100 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
Tracing your body through representations, 2019. Watercolor and oil on canvas. 200 x 100 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
If you went up in smoke I would just open a window, 2019. Watercolor and oil on canvas
As if she wanted to believe the worst about herself, 2019. Ceramics, watercolor and oil on board. 30 x 15 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
Don't suffer future pain, 2019. Ceramics, watercolor and oil on board. 30 x 15 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
Tired of trying to tune his aching instrument of a self, 2019. Ceramics, watercolor and oil on board. 30 x 15 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
The sunken feeling in her eyes as though they had fallen into her head from their own weight, 2019. Ceramics, watercolor and oil on board. 30 x 15 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
I could tell you a lot about what it's like to be an empty shape in an undefined space, 2019. Ceramics, watercolor and oil on board. 30 x 15 cm. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga
(exhibition view), Quadrado Azul, Porto, 2019. Photo by Filipe Braga