I always find a deep pleasure of losing myself within the observation of contrasts. The contrast of lights, colours, behaviors, shapes, and textures. This series is the pure essence of observation without questioning whether what I’ve been looking at was good or bad, whether I should be critical about it or instead just appreciate for what it was. The meaning of those images is not owning a meaning. Alike space and time, they exist out of our senses although they affect us and our surroundings constantly. The beauty of losing yourself as well as losing stereotypes, fears, and unconscious filters. This is what these series shot in Rome is about. In reality, there are no any real realities, they are all subjective statement of a precise moment in time and space. Transfiguration explores without judgment the relationship between ancient and modern era. What has been left to us to know and how we are placing ourself in communication to it directly or indirectly, passive or actively. Beauty has no shape and only reflects the energy that both humans and the world they live in have an impact on each other. Like roots spreading into the soil as well as plastic does with nature and people with their individual space. There are forms of beauty clearer than others, deeper rather than superficial although they exist and evolves constantly with or without us acknowledging this phase of Transfiguration. L.A.