Symbols we don’t explain Some things you wear,
because they’re yours.
Not styled kept.
Its inheritance.





Stillness as Strength
Here, silence is full.
Of pride.
Of softness.

Of stories we dont rush to tell.





We grew up where time moves slow but meaning doesn’t.
x lucy






















KIDS OF BUENOS AIRES
I inhabit aesthethics.

Kids of Buenos Aires is my personal rewriting of Stefano Gallici’s vision through the lens of Argentine identity. I rooted it in symbols I grew up with: feathers, cards, horses, the word patria not as nationalism, but as inheritance.

This project is intuitive. Fast poetry made with tools that understand time differently. AI is a tool that showcases how I channel memory at speed.

I become the echo of the brand’s soul 
filtered through the grain of my language, 
my country, my ghosts.