Thursday 4 October 2012

white tropical winter









happy metal dance


I miss standing on my feet. 
And my knee bending with no pain. 

Monday 4 June 2012

los dias donde nada resuena.
ni tus palabras.
ni el viento.

como fantasmas que no rebotan en ningun lado

que no tocan nada, ni atraviesan

que se vacian, como una gotera en los talones

donde se me escapa todo,
los sueƱos
la conciencia

como llegue aqui?
como llegue hasta aqui?
tan lejos de mi

Thursday 31 May 2012

Wednesday 4 April 2012

Selective Memory

Finish a film and put it in a bag.
Finish the next, and then the other one.

Forget

Memories are not made in sequences. Experience is not done in order. Life does not present itself in series.
Reality has not got a catalogue. Not all beautiful things are the same colour. Not all beautiful landscapes are empty.
And you don't remember only the 'beautiful' things.

I usually never publish photos that are family album like, it was kind of an experiment, took 11 films that had been collected for around 2 years to develop and choose all of those photos that when saw them the first time  moved me in some way. Its amazing how much we leave out in the search of 'beauty'.