There are cities we know before we have ever seen them. San Francisco is one of them, shaped within me by years of films, images and stories, long before I ever set foot there.
I was looking to rediscover the city I had imagined through years of films, images and stories, and to give it form through my own perspective. I reinterpreted its colours, softening them to allow this inner vision to emerge. These are the colours I felt, more than the ones I actually saw.
Like a memory taking shape at the very moment it is lived, before it has even become the past, the city exists somewhere between reality and imagination.
San Francisco became my own personal fiction, a dreamed city I perhaps already knew before I ever arrived.
