“Reflections, like echoes, can never be separated from their origin. In fact, reflections, like echoes, are the first record of the instant, the reproduction of a moment that they will always be the first memory of. Reflections are probably the first image we discover of out presence in the world and we would never be able to interpret them if we did not structure them in images.”

João Fernandes

The Machine of Entangling Landscapes

Polyptych VII, 2002

Serigraphy on copper

MACBA, Barcelona

Photo: Attilio Maranzano