Loose Leaves from the Tree of Daydreams. Hong Kong. I’d just finished my first cup of coffee at Cafe D’Lanchett, I had no appetite. I saw orders of bacon and eggs pass by on Sue’s old hand but never raised mine to order. I kept thinking about Dany and how…

One of those weird days that stays in your head. “Welcome, make yourselves at prison.” That’s how one of the inmates greeted us in “good humor” when we arrived at Reclusorio Oriente in Iztapalapa, Mexico. I don’t know if it was humor, sarcasm, or resentment. On occasion, when I remember…

An apparition in a land of disappearances. Sargassum. From side to side, tons of seaweed piled up on the coast, mountains of it, as far as the eye could see. He was standing there in the middle of it, his feet constantly calculating so as not to slip. Small wet…

Loose Leaves From The Tree of Daydreams — Suddenly, a cloudy day alights from whispered years and like an eerie past, caresses the back of your neck and asks: have you forgotten yourself? I didn’t perceive time. A lightness of mind came over me and blurred my vision. I moved my eyes and observed the text in front…

Documenting the disappearing act of life. — “Erosion” is a photographic series reflecting on how places, people, family and memories change only to fade away before our eyes. I began this project in November 2021 while attending my grandmother’s 100th birthday. My initial plan was to make a road-trip with my father through the old route he…

A small pause between generations. My grandfather’s grave was vandalized many years ago. He was a notable character in the Mexican mining town of Cananea, Sonora. He was known for providing groceries to all the miners on a months-long strike in demand of fair wages in the early 1940s; there’s…

My 2 cents after owning them for years: don’t spend a ton of money. — This is a read to geek out to with a mug of coffee. I don’t intend to convince you of anything, this is just something I want to share. It’s not about the price difference between these cameras, it is about how similar they are for the abysmal difference in…

Confronting yourself with no possibility to evade. I find hard to describe the power of this photograph. These are the feet of a man that has been at this spot for 4 days with no water or food, all to himself. All he has are his clothes, a sleeping bag…