Plein air is an invitation to enter an epidermic, hallucinatory, magical state.
It is a quest that moves between the immediacy of concrete tactile experience and the persistence of the memory of sensation, between the exactness of receiving and the incongruity of coagulating.

Plein air is a dance of the ruins, it is the continuous stitching up of those subtle materials that vibrate after a separation, in a fabulation that oscillates between adherence and detachment, echo and metamorphosis, given and mirage, in the search for an implicit contact that goes beyond the spacing between vision and touch.

The outcome follows an artistic residency from 15 to 20 March.