Rise in the sky during the day, and when the night falls, it folds its wings and dies.

Every year in China entire districts in the middle of cities are totally destructed to give birth to brand new skyscrapers. Thousands of people are relocated and rehoused by the government. According to the China Academy of Building Research, annually, about 4.6 million square meters of floor space are demolished to be rebuilt.

For almost two years, starting October 2014, I traveled through different cities in China to discover those areas and bring my art face to face with the culture of the country. In a limited time before the destruction, the artworks live with the people who still stay on the ruins, and also support the labour people at the foot of the social ladder.

On these particular broken walls and locations, the result is a photographic record of a fixed time already gone in the craziness and fastness of modernization in Chinese society.

The art stands out, as a last breath, on top of ashes and dust. The dilapidated fences, the support of lower class of the society, become a new canvas. Even on broken tiles, burnt wood or over hundred-years-old dismantled bricks, the pieces exist in a world full of memories and history with a message of rebirth, hope and respect.

What adapts to the other: Environment or Humans?