Saints are not only those of traditions and legends,
but also the modern solitary pilgrims of concrete labyrinths.
They are the faces carved by screens and insomnia,
the guardians of silence in the midst of urban noise, Witnesses of a new wilderness.

The collages become a bridge between
the primordial solitude of the desert and the modern isolation of the metropolis.
Technology reveals the paradoxical similarity: in the desert, -isolated among nothing- and
in the city -isolated among everyone-
The Saints are now the inhabitants of concrete towers,
who look from their windows at other windows without ever seeing what is hidden behind them, remaining invisible and mute.

Wander among the works as you wander daily through the streets of the city;
with the same sense of immensity, with the same thirsty gaze for a true contact,
with the heart seeking oases of encounter in the desert of intersections, in the geometry of cell-apartments, in the labyrinth of subway stations.