Princess Tupinamba.
Her grandmother’s name was Araci, the Indian name for the dawn.
In his bookstore in old Rio, her grandfather edited and sold South America’s greatest poets.
Sometimes, she’s a wild Amazonian.
Always, she’s highly sensitive and ferociously independent.
The cultures of Rio, her birthplace, and Paris, her current home, fuel her enthusiasm.
She is a hybrid, an alloy of the old and the new, of celebration and restraint, luxury and simplicity.
In her artistic or creative work there is no trace of “saudade” (nostalgia).
Rather, we find a quest for pure and simple emotions, mineral and vegetal, from which childhood
wounds sometimes emerge only to be sublimated by her creations and healed by sun kissed smiles.