Infinity is limitless in space and time.

For me, everything is infinite.

Infinity is above everything, it is a journey that never ends. The road is infinite. When I travel around the world, I am certain that I will never see all that is to be seen, whether it is landscapes or cultures. Just bypassing a road a few meters results in a completely different outcome.

I also view infinity through my artistic creativity. I am always restrained by me experiences, my emotions, and the monotony of my daily life. Yet, when I think, I see that I am setting limits that do not need to be made. Creativity is infinite like my imagination.

To me, infinity is a system built by thousands of generations of human beings. Step by step, humanity has piled small bricks one by one on top of each other. I have the impression that this building, which took thousands of years to build, is infinite. I will never be able to understand human societies because they are so complex and cannot be fully defined.

Another perspective I have is that infinity is the mysteries of the universe and its construction. When I look at the stars shining at night, I wonder how we have arrived at this point in time, and how the universe was created. What existed before our universe? Is there a beginning and an end? All these dizzying questions are endless to me because I will never have the answers in my lifetime.

In my photographs of art, infinity is translated by landscapes without limits. I try to build photos that cannot be wholly contained, where the imagination can wander wherever it wants to try and answer what appears to be humanity’s impossible questions.

The use of color in this collection makes prevents me from focusing on a specific point. Providing depth and space, color aids the wandering of our minds through the instrument of distraction.