𝙵𝚘𝚛ê𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚛é𝚎

—“Oceani Amor Amissus”.

Forêt Dorée (2025)

Medium: Fresco / Music
Themes: Memory, Transformation, Invented Landscapes
Status: In Development – Conceptualizing an immersive exhibition

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Forêt Dorée is an imagined landscape—a place that does not exist, but perhaps should. This work marks the beginning of a larger exploration into space, memory, and belonging, with an evolving vision for exhibition. By blending fresco, moving image, and sound, the project reclaims and reconstructs lost landscapes, creating portals between past and present.

In this fresco, I have reimagined the flat landscapes of Den Haag, crafting a forest that does not exist—but should. The verticality of the trees rises in defiance of the horizontal world beyond my walls, their deep blue trunks standing against a red forest floor. Gold leaf accents shimmer like fragmented sunlight, breathing movement into the stillness. The perspective subtly inclines toward the beach—a place only ten minutes away by bike—guiding the eye toward an unseen horizon.

This is not just an illusion; it is a forest shaped by memory. First, from El Bosque de la Primavera, near my hometown Guadalajara, where warm earth and resin-scented air framed my childhood and early years. Then, from La Forêt des Landes, in France, near Biarritz—the paradise between mountain and sea, where maritime pines softly dance with the Atlantic winds, carrying the scent of salt and resin. But these are not pines, nor pando trees—they are something new, imagined, growing in the space between recollection and reinvention.

Lacking mountains, lacking natural elevations, I have built them here in layers of paint. This mural is not just a depiction of nature; it is an act of defiance, a reconstruction of landscapes lost and remembered. It transforms my living space into a portal—one that lets me step between past and present, between here and elsewhere, between what is and what was.

Creation of the first golden door.

The First Golden Door

As the first door of the Golden Doors of Den Haag, the fresco was not only a personal ritual but the inception of a larger vision. I painted its threshold in gold leaf, turning the act of crossing it into a symbolic passage—a doorway into an alternate reality, a dreamscape. This golden frame is more than ornamentation; it is a bridge between the intimate and the universal, between art and architecture, between the past and the city beyond.

The fresco was chosen not just as a medium, but as a spell—a way to claim this space as my own. Its permanence, the way it fuses with the walls, felt like the perfect embodiment of a chapter in my life. As I laid out the design, I wanted to project myself into the future while staying rooted in the past, mimicking the very essence of the forest of my life, their beauty—their spirit had seeped into my bones. It became a way to lock in the energy of those lands—into this new space, this new phase of my life. The painting would forever carry the echoes of a journey that had defined me, while allowing me to move forward, grounded yet free.

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🜂 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 ＬＯＶＥ

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