“My story is not as romantic as I saw the camera and we were struck by the first moment, I spend a lot of time from that day that just being a boy I saw that detail in the twisted photograph on the wall of a photographer from the town where I am from. There were many years but see you here.”
Coincidence I do not think, I do not know how to call him but I loved that this art came to my life, a tool that allows me to travel to different parts, to be tired and still want to continue shooting and see each image as if it were the only one. I think being silent as a child allowed me to see more things where maybe there was not.
Who I am?
I think that only a human being was allowed to see things from different points of different colors and create perspectives.
What allows me to get up day after day wanting to start building a poem that is not the beginning and that I do not know the end. The images appear and do not stop at the speed of forming the puzzle that ends with the beginning of a new life for two.
Photography is the medium that helps me connect with everything, be part of things, be the witness who tells the story from his point of view.