With the quarantine, I started to see old paintings as surfaces that I could use to make recordings of my days. Being confined at home, I started to gather objects I could find in the garden, such as leaves, flowers, pieces of ceramics, old chunks of dried paint, broken pencil tips – they represented what had happened that day. In a similar fashion, I started to write my thoughts, lyrics of songs I was listening to, pieces of conversations I had over the phone, things I wish I could do. 
These paintings became diaries, a reflection of my inner world. They are extremely delicate, its elements small: to see them the viewer must come closer, must try to piece together the fragmentary nature of the work. The conclusion is not linear, and it’s up to each person to construct their narrative, their surface.

I called them Surface Drawings, playing on its double meaning. In a sense, you can interpret “Surface” as superficial; On the other hand, the title Surface Drawings also arises from its method: they are drawings on a surface, and their value resides in that. 

What I propose is an exhibition of these works, which are as follow:

"Surface Drawing I: I Dislike American Humour" oil and coloured pencil on paper, 65x50 cm
"Surface Drawing II: Untitled", oil, coloured pencil and found objects on canvas, 80x50 cm
"Tyngde", oil, coloured pencil and found objects on twill cotton, 65,5x36 cm
"Stillness", oil, coloured pencil and found objects on twill cotton, 108,5x86,5 cm