The world in a bauble
The silent echo of lost innocence
Echoes in the courtyard
Mirrors and geese in Francesca Square
The colors and aromas of spices
The city afloat on time
Urban irony: The winter surfer
In the silence of asphalt
Perfect cut
The guardian of the void
Audience of shadow
The silence of waiting
The sound of when play has gone quiet
The pavilion between worlds
Urban shipwreck
The enigma of the motionless heart
Asphalt nobility
Inside the belly of the sea
Waiting for Summer
Where the sun goes to sleep
The forgotten muse
The echo of absence
The slowest rocket in the universe
Things left unfinished
Echoes in wood and leaves
Ghosts behind the grid
The alley told me to stop, but I kept remembering
Reflections taste like memories
They don’t blink, but they see everything
