“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’s work brings details and angles that can go unnoticed by many viewers. In Feelings of New York, the artist’s lens sought to represent the city of New York through unexplored scenes. The shots show the urban – and even calm – side of the city, but reveal beauty in the concrete and imperfect.

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 pursuit of sensory experiences led me on a journey through Chapada dos Veadeiros, where the possibilities for connection with the earth and water are endless.
There is a richness in the textures that emerge from nature—textures that must be fully felt. Simply looking is not enough.
These are elements that cross paths and intertwine, forming an intimate union. This fabric has the power to connect us to a sense of belonging—whether to the river’s current, the waterfall’s plunge, 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.

“Read between the lines,” “it’s in the subtext”—the subtlety of grasping what remains unspoken and seeing beauty in the overlooked is the focus of this three-part series.
Between Lines explores the thrill of the forbidden and the allure of challenge. It captures spaces in their smallest details while revealing very little, urging the viewer to truly read between the lines.

“Read between the lines,” “it’s in the subtext”—the subtle art of grasping what remains unsaid and finding beauty in what often goes unnoticed is the focus of this three-part series.
Between the Lines explores the rigidity and sharp forms of trains, doors, and doorknobs in Paranapiacaba, São Paulo. In this work, Fernanda highlights subtle details that quietly overpower stronger visual forces through their delicate presence.

Fire, Air, Water, and Wood. Four forces. Four paths.

Fire emerged at sunset in Dubai, when a balloon slowly rose, warmed by the incandescent breath. Between anxiety and fascination, I ascended to the skies to discover what the desert keeps in silence.

Air enveloped me in lightness. In flight, time ceased. With no hurry, only silence and the infinite horizon, where dunes and sky touch.

Water, discreet and powerful, appeared in the streets of Dubai, in the ancient wind towers and in the reservoirs that refreshed homes for centuries, and at the fountain in Hiroshima, where the endless flow taught me to be still.

Wood, on the cliffs of Big Sur, revealed hidden faces, eyes etched in trunks, secrets that unveil themselves only to those who dare to look closely.

Together, the elements find balance, and in their meeting, life itself pulses.

What may seem gently open to one, may appear gently closed to another. This is the essence of the series Entre Abertas, where the artist seeks to provoke the viewer through the ambiguity of her work—inviting them to a new gaze, a new understanding, a new meaning.