A CASA MORREU

Work born from an excess that never burdens - a maximalism shaped by many cultures that find a quiet dwelling within her. From there emerges a singular way of seeing the world, a vision brushing against the surreal while leaning toward the intimate, as if looking inward accidentally reveals what lies outside.

Between breathing words, silent fabrics, and gestures repeated so nothing is forgotten, emotions begin to speak their own language. Spirituality appears unannounced: in the echo of repetition, in the rhythm that insists, in the cycle that closes only to open again.

And Eva’s universe - if such a thing can be contained - moves in circles. It does not seek a beginning, nor does it long for an end. It simply continues, like everything that is inevitable.