How can one capture the complexity of a city - its character, its rhythm, its everyday life?

I believe it happens through reflections.

They capture everything - the city’s cafés, (sky) bars, shops, the weather, and the chaotic traffic with its buses and taxis. They tell the story of daily life: people rushing, observing, or lost in thought; loneliness and anonymity within the city’s restless pulse.

In reflections, everything merges - inside and outside, streets, lights, and people – overlapping, transforming, and connecting with each other, with the city, and at times even with myself.

Through this fusion, a magical truth reveals itself to us:
the city speaks to us - Buenos Aires comes close and allows us a brief glimpse into its soul.