Traces of Becoming
Even dust blooms 2025
Material: and iron.
Technique: Analogue photographic prints developed on handmade surfaces prepared with bitumen and gelatine, incorporating powdered fragments collected from buildings in ruins. the photographic process.
Dimensions: 146 x 146 cm
These fragile remains 2025
Material: Jute, linen, cotton, paper yarn, gelatine
Technique: handwoven fabric with stitched fragments collected from ruins
Dimensions: 127 x 46 cm, 79 x 47 cm
Those who linger 2025
Material: jute, linen, cotton, paper yarn, gelatine
Technique: analogue photographic prints
Dimensions: 94 x 64 cm, 64 x 47 cm
Even dust blooms 2025
Material: and iron.
Technique: Analogue photographic prints developed on handmade surfaces prepared with bitumen and gelatine, incorporating powdered fragments collected from buildings in ruins. the photographic process.
Dimensions: 146 x 146 cm
These fragile remains 2025
Material: Jute, linen, cotton, paper yarn, gelatine
Technique: handwoven fabric with stitched fragments collected from ruins
Dimensions: 127 x 46 cm, 79 x 47 cm
Those who linger 2025
Material: jute, linen, cotton, paper yarn, gelatine
Technique: analogue photographic prints
Dimensions: 94 x 64 cm, 64 x 47 cm
Traces of Becoming unfolds within the living quarters of Barreiro, across the river from Lisbon, where the fragility of home is constantly negotiated. Walls breathe neglect and the weight of uneven care. As new buildings rise along the riverfront, older homes quietly erode, exposing the social and material fragility of urban expansion and the changing value of the places we call home, while carrying the stories of those who remain.
From these overlooked places, I gather ruin dust, wall fragments, and pigments from the plants growing between cracks. These remnants are brought together to form fragile surfaces that hold traces of what is disappearing. Surfaces that carry the memory of the city’s skin, fragile, shifting, alive.
Between erosion and creation, absence and persistence, the work becomes an archaeology of the present, listening to the murmurs of time held within matter, where every ruin is still becoming. A homage to the resilience of the bodies and homes that continue to shelter, and a gesture of care for what a changing city risks forgetting.