Travelling through
time and discovering exotic spaces; describing pain, anguish and quarrels;
configuring political, social and ideological realities; distributing lost
information about past performances; organizing the space inhabited by memory
and illusionist innocence, deciphering the borders of myths that perpetuate
themselves with their footsteps and relics; conserving the past and enjoying the
fantasy sold in grams or in a line and observing lifestyles, improvised beauty,
the conscience of lost nature, the illusory nature of free trade, transport me
freely in time and space, without the bars that separate us from one world of
fantasy to another; from one lacking any authenticity to one full of fleeting
lights that glimmer on a moving pavement; from the presumptuous myth of
modernity to the universal and historical perspective; from the naοve dream of
someone who loves you to a disfigured and violent life, from nationalism to the
identity crisis, from the distance that I see and the displacement of cultural
identity, at times with exuberance and excess and at others with pain and
disgust.
The angular stone
that fills our gaze, immersed in this cultural and historical process full of
inflections, accents and dialogues; its like the drought or hunger that insults
our intelligence, its manipulated to destroy volumetric certainties, to
annihilate contrasting convictions and sow dubious contours, and in this ark
filled with colour, only the chosen few can establish a photographic model based
on the nightmare of the darkroom or on the shade of the of a digital perplexity
that shows us a new and intimate way of seeing. We learn to see the world purely
and innocently, no, we learn to see the shades of our own ignorance. This real
effect that fills us with stupor whilst sitting on the sofa or strolling through
luminous rooms seems to belong to them or to others. In the end, this discourse
and practice, very often contradictory, stems from sectarian positions that are
difficult to accept/adapt in the world of photographic creation, which is so
full of revelations about the contemporary nature of representation.
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