I think that it must have been the daily practice, the symbiosis between the most difficult impressions evoked and the direct contact with his work, that has allowed Luis Soares to pour over his instincts, acting as a single transmitter of the spontaneous series instilled by his mind, by means of a psychosomatic interchanging. This automatism, calligraphic, in a way, makes the basis of his peculiar symbolic platform, whose strokes are anthropomorphic, evoking, more often than not, a human figurativism and others remnants - past or initial destiny - of metaphysical dwellings.

The line, semi-opened and always prolongable, has an essential pleasant role to create one adequate taintless environment and one that supports the enigmatic wonder spreading from his works, whatever be them: pictures, ceramics or sculptures, creative modalities with his variousness of technical details but possessing a common to all illusiveness.

Its course is ruled by a tactile physical feeling that has a reciprocal intercourse with the colour. This colour breaks out, explosive and primary, plane or speck, naturally worshipping the original reality.

Luís Soares' soul is directly tied to the African roots by his collective experiences in Mozambique, taking the joke up till the boundary of the denial between the social encounters and the behaviour rules. Thus, we have totemic masks, black race's legends and of his quotidian life's incidents transfigured into historic circumstances, sexual rites, the points of convergence with the white culture, and so on; consecutively arriving to a thematic perspective, and reviving, evocative, in the ceramic drawings, pots and panels, joined intimately into a unpremeditated platonic surrealism but not without a quality of external identification from the artist.

In the sculpture, wish becomes corporeal in bronze, without losing completely that character, he sacrifices dynamism on behalf of the expressionist roundness and haughtiness. The tactile perception, exhaled of the bi-dimensional work, emerges in the sculptural process, subdued by its triteness. Here, the superficial concavities disguise the modelling hands, as though time's stigma when it passes over the pieces will give them all its expectable, consubstantial meaning.

Luís Soares is a synonym of universality and knowledge; his life is a dayly consecration which closely touches us; he is denounced by his work and fruitful exuberance.