Black means power, mystery, sophistication. The sovereign king.
Shadowy path. Twilight. Sphynx. Unveil it.
One must know the shadow to be able to see the light.

This work tells stories of resistance and permanence, in the genuine sense of the word. Fernanda’s photographs, in this series, depict buildings that remained after the great disaster in Hiroshima, Japan.

Works that honor the memory of cyclists, through the Ghost Bikes project, also make up this series.

Everything that allows itself to be resistant will remain.

Fernanda observed this vivid color throughout New York. The color caught her eye on the city streets, on the heights of the buildings, on the windows and walkways.

As such, she realized that yellow conquered the most beautiful scenarios of a lively and intense city.

The works recorded in Yellows of New York began with the curiosity to find the color clamoring for attention.

Beautiful sea. beauty in the sea. be and see breeze, ease. low tide. guiding blue. sail through

Summer of shimmering sea waves slide forward and backwards. The sea flows in between the sand and the foam. Up and down, amazingly, always anew. High tide. Full tide. Live Tide! Inflows, spreads, stirs. Disperses…

A series depicting peaceful scenery. An exploration of the world of those who launch out into life, in the air, in the sea.  Endless possibilities for those who live the moment, the now, the subtleties. The wind commanding the destination of the leaf, of the bird, of the boat, of the wandering soul. That slides away, slowly, detached, [un]o[ccupied].

In Coração Aberto, Todo em Flor, Fernanda presents flowers, in their abundant of simplicity.

The artist compares her works with the beauty and strength of a woman. Whether the flower is white, black or pink, nothing prevents it from growing and blooming.

“Everything seeks to connect”. It was from this concept that the inspiration for the series Cores que Dialogam emerged.

Part of the work was photographed in Hiroshima and Tokyo, Japan, and the other in Brazil. However, this distance did not prevent the details, lines, and colors of the photographs from creating a connection and a story to be told.

A story that is open to you to write.

Living in multiethnic Indigenous village brought about the images capturing a trip to the Chapada dos Veadeiros, in Goiás. In order to celebrate the strengthening of cultures and the struggle of indigenous people, Fernanda shot through her lens, to understand and feel the rich experience.

It was with great love in the chest that the clicks crossed indigenous legends shared under the starry sky, at the foot of the fire. To the waterfall baths early in the morning and to the sacred corners, anytime. Giving life to the series Conexão Céu e Terra.

Woman.

Of priceless strength. Of enviable delicacy. Of exciting logic. Of charming sensibility.

The work of art Delicadeza e Força. Razão e Sensibilidade, represents women’s freedom, which terrifies many and expresses the desire for daily and incessant empowerment.

Fernanda observed this vivid color throughout New York. The color caught her eye on the city streets, on the heights of the buildings, on the windows and walkways.

As such, she realized that yellow conquered the most beautiful scenarios of a lively and intense city.

The works recorded in Yellows of New York began with the curiosity to find the color clamoring for attention.

Shooting in South Africa was the beginning of a journey in photography driven by fear and curiosity. Everything is basically driven by instinct and by desire to learn about something so different from daily reality.

An experience permeated with the adrenaline of knowingly being trapped in the predator’s environment, but at the same time, observing the beauty that is the coexistence of such different animals, and that seem to be moved by an invisible code of mutual respect

When entering Atacama, the feeling is that everything is in its own place- what remains is a desert that was once sea.

Each step guides you through mystical settings with contrasting colors and fascinating textures. Each image is a show of reverence for a place full of memory, where it’s possible to feel the earth’s vibrations as a way of telling each hidden story.

Forming mosaics with photographs was a work born from the recognition that life is made up of small fragments that form new scenarios with each movement. This is because nothing is permanent and everything creates new meaning.

The constant search for sensory experiences led me on a journey to Chapada dos Veadeiros and the Atacama Desert, where the possibilities for connecting with land and water are endless.

There is a wealth of textures that emerge from nature that needs to be felt wholely- just looking isn’t enough.

These are elements that intersect and interconnect, resulting in an intimate union. And this tissue has the ability to connect us to a place of belonging, becoming like the current of the river, the fall of the waterfall, or the dust of the earth.

This series is based on a poem from Manoel de Barros’ book ‘Photographic Essays’. They are portraits of many silences. The silence that walks through the night and elaborates answers, goodbyes, reunions and new beginnings. He lives in empty houses, in crowds, in the heavy chest of feeling and in the mouth of those who wait. The silence that the wind blows, shaking the dry branches and leaves in the shadows that hide mysteries.

It’s not about being whole, it’s about recognizing the strength that exists in every fragment left when life tears everything down. It is far from what the head thinks and very close to what the soul desires. It has nothing to do with waiting, but with what one is, now in its most primitive and pure form. Full of fury, delirium and drunkenness. Made to set fire. Voracious. Visceral. Something that shines and burns. It excites and ignites. A constant restlessness, but also surrender, surrender and redemption. Recognition and forgiveness. Relief and resumption.

Savanna reveals poetry, beauty, and freedom. It is a place that brings the feeling of being reborn every time the sun rises and receiving every time it sets. Its waters, its colors, its flavors snatch and ignite the soul. Fire burning on the naked eye.

Metropolis, mazes, vertigo. Rubble, corners. Empty souls? The inside out, inside out. Fast paced. Alive? Restart, concrete, resistance. Dilate, expand. Is there room? Sounds, lights, insomnia. Meetings, departures. Does love exist? One more dream (un) does itself.

Under the Tuscan sun magic takes place! At every corner a different charm and a sigh of the soul. The images etch on the chest the contentment of entering the History of those churches and buildings, while nature grants us with perfect light and landscapes. Memories always worth revisiting. From this, we can learn a little more about ourselves.

Fall to the ground and germinate. Break the shell. Life cycles. On the leaf, the chlorophyll. Soothing green. This photo, in short, reveals the outcomes of a long process which grants us life. Breathe and sweat. Exhale, protect, shelter. Feel nature and the strength in being reborn from the ground. Live.

Nature reveals existing colors stronger than words. Look. To mingle with it is to be in a place where everything is dressed in beauty, magic and mystery. Feel it. Contemplate life which, sometimes emerges, sometimes submerges without ever stopping to pulse. Awaken.

Torrents are streams that cannot be swum- opening ways, invading, filling, disgorging, collapsing. Torrents of life that gush, abundant, impetuous, intense. Swerving from rocks, though ripping the roots. A might capable of creating new landscapes. Nature shaping nature.