Afternoon in Foz

This coastal landscape, executed in watercolour and pen, captures a calm, grey scene on the beach at Foz, Galicia. It is a dull afternoon, one of those that seem to be on the verge of rain, with the sky covered by heavy clouds and the sea very low, exposing the wet sand, dotted with puddles and reflections.

The buildings of the promenade line the background, solid and silent, like motionless witnesses to the passage of time. The watercolour, with its desaturated tones and soft washes, gives shape to the overcast sky and the receding sea. The pen, with its firmer line, defines the contours of the buildings, the lines of the horizon, and some details barely suggested on the coast.

The scene breathes humidity, silence, and a discreet beauty. There is no drama in this dark afternoon, but rather a dense, almost introspective calm, as if the beach were waiting for something: the return of the tide, the light of a new day, or simply the passing of whoever looks at it with attention.

This drawing is a tribute to the Atlantic north, to its restrained light, to the serene melancholy of its coastal villages. A landscape that does not need the sun to move, because in the grey stillness also dwells beauty.

Man in a boat

In this watercolour painting, the world stops for a few moments just before sunset. A calm lake reflects the deep blue and golden tones of the sky, while in the background, the mountains rise in soft silhouettes, almost blurred by the light. In the centre of the scene, a solitary figure sails slowly in a boat: a man in a conical cap, a symbol of the rural regions of Asia, who seems to blend into the landscape.

The watercolour glides like water itself: the yellows fade into the blues with a delicacy that only paper can contain. The transparencies do not seek to dominate, but to suggest: the reflection of the sky in the lake, the mist enveloping the mountains, the serene gesture of the man rowing, everything is constructed with an economy of form, but a wealth of sensations.

This landscape does not tell a specific story, but evokes many: the connection between man and nature, the stillness that can only be found far from noise, the slow passage of time as the sun touches the horizon. It is an intimate, contemplative scene, where each brushstroke is a sigh and each colour a suspended emotion.

A portrait of silence. Of the light that does not shout, but transforms.

Memories of an afternoon

This watercolour painting portrays a European landscape where the river becomes the central thread of the scene, meandering calmly between vegetation-covered banks, small stone houses, and open skies that seem to breathe. The boats float still, moored or drifting, as if resting after a long journey. Some are empty, others barely outline the silhouette of an oarsman, hinting at a story escaping over the horizon.

The watercolour technique allows the water to paint the water: superimposed transparencies, soft reflections, blurred skies in shades of blue, grey and gold. The landscape is not contained, but suggested; there is more emotion than precision. The humidity of the river, the silence of the air, the patina of time on the facades… everything can be guessed in each brushstroke.

Inspired by river scenes from central and northern Europe, this painting seeks to capture not just a place, but a feeling: the melancholic stillness of riverside villages, where life moves to the slow rhythm of the water. In the background, perhaps there is a church or a mill, barely hinted at, as if emerging from an ancient memory.

It is a painting that does not shout, but whispers. A tribute to the quiet beauty of the everyday and the inevitable flow of time.

Memories of Japan

This landscape, painted in colour watercolour, is inspired by the traditional aesthetics of China and Japan, where nature is not only scenery, but spirit. The scene shows a tranquil river flowing through the paper as if it were flowing in a dream. An arched bridge connects the two banks, and on it walk small figures in traditional dress: kimonos or hanfu, serene faces, slow steps. In the background, almost as if emerging from the mist, the curved roof of a temple is insinuated, silently guarding the history of the place.

The watercolour technique has been worked with softness and breath. The brushstrokes are loose but meditated, evoking oriental landscape painting (shanshui) where the important thing is not fidelity to detail, but the balance between full and empty, between what is shown and what is suggested. The water, the silent protagonist, reflects the sky with barely defined spots, while the colours – earthy, soft greens, diluted blues – accompany the calm of the whole.

This drawing is not just an image, but an invitation to meditation. Like the old painted scrolls that were unrolled little by little, this landscape proposes a slow journey, where each element has its place, its weight, its pause.

It is a tribute to the ephemeral, to harmony, and to the beauty that dwells in the simple.