his series was inspired by a vision and a memory: the vision of a swimmer who monotonously crossed the pool from one side to the other, while I accompanied him, with my gaze, trying to synchronize with his thoughts. The memory was not that of my swimming moments, but of the sensation that David Hockney's series of pools conveyed to me, his search to and from the photographic, the continuous movement of water and the connection with the studies on the water of Leonardo da Vinci.

These images of pools work as meditation machines, vehicles for instropection. At the same time they are metaphors of life; spaces of isolation and meditation for the swimmer and the observer, in an increasingly interconnected and schizophrenic world